Westerly Winds

The passions

that divided us

when we were young

Bring us back

together

when old

 

The bias

the malice

the pain and the hurt

The years

in their wisdom

remold

 

What once

seemed important

and drove us apart

Transformed

like a westerly

wind

 

To finish

our days

attached at the hip

Umbilically

joined

— from within

 

(Dreamsleep: July, 2026)

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