no one tells the wind

no one tells the wind
up here
where no one tries
to tell the wind
which way to blow
i feel freed
to simply be
in it all

much in the way
i suspect
i felt in the womb

carried along
forming
being formed
resonating

before
i cried against it
and foolishly
believed
and sought
a world
that revolves
around
me

martin stewart
2016

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