Winds of change

Dancing with my shadow

Cleansed by the waves of an incoming tide

I transcend the physical

In search of the spiritual

And in the gentle glow

Of a melting afternoon sun

Brightest gold after the storm

I surrender to the flow

Of wherever the winds

Will blow me next;

I feel it coming, the time is nigh

Published by Cara Amy Goldthorpe

Entrepreneur, earth warrior, storyteller and lawyer, with a mission to promote ways of living more harmoniously with nature and with each other.

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