So the cards fall,

The weights sway,

Settled dust

Blooms

Into the air.

 

Movement,

So needed

Will cause a stir,

Turbulence

Before peace.

 

I stand now,

Face the wind,

Ready,

To take my place

Amongst men.

 

 


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