The wind follows me.

The wind follows me
and caresses my hair and cheek
natures world leaking in
Seeking in
What dire landscape have I fashioned
Am I bourn like a leaf in the wind
or screaming signs and mans tower
Are my feet in cool watery sand or
Have I forgotten the land
Have I forgotten my hands
What kind words has the earth endured
The wind follows me
The wind calls me

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