Pulled yet anchored
Strong yet weak
Half awake
Or half asleep
A firm gust
A gentle breeze
The wind speaks loudly
When we’re on our knees
Patient yet tired
Open yet sealed
Continue to fight
Or surrender and yield
The wind pushes left
The wind pushes right
Up with a twirl
And down with all might
The time has come
The moment is now
Time to let go
And take our bow
Hope for tomorrow
Hope for today
Guide us
Take us
Show us the way
At your mercy
In the unknown
Tears are spilt
But wounds are sewn
And in good time
We will lean and sway
Grateful and honoured
For today
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Taylor Carr, Writer - Colour For Your Thoughts 
Is this addressed to the Universe??
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Yea I think so – to nature, to the cosmos, to the forces, to everything.
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