[I Shall Speak the Wind]

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I shall speak the wind that moves you;
I relent with every breath
the things that bind you to my vision —
all for love. What I have said
I shall release in expiration,
simply pray — and nothing else
till you shall rise to the occasion,
speak the wind in choices blown.
But whence the Rustler’s source is hidden,
unto each of us — unknown.

Written April 2013, Emma Dumitra.
Image from http://www.celsias.com.

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