A Day Without Wind (2013)
What it means to drown
Down the emotional depths of the conscious sea,
In a desperate search for identity.
To wonder of wonder that bends and breaks
And gives and takes the life of thee.
The journey of a thousand miles
To the end of the Earthen road.
Alone and weary through passages in time
Carrying an invisible, heavy load.
Yet who is this delivery for?
Who is it marked for ‘to’?
Why is there this journey long
When the recipient is you?
The burden of wandering wind
Of of old dust and new debris.
Wandering the winding passage of time
With the soul inside the breeze.
Until you meet a day without wind,
At the end of land and see.
Where you must discover fire
For a day without wind is a sad day indeed.
For I live in the wind and dance with the waves,
Harmonize with the whistling of the trees.
Whispering and searching
To to live still or in breeze.
- Melody Tadeo 2013, from Floral Notebooks collection, posted May 7, 2015
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