Torn apart by wind streams
Flying past on currents unseen
No longer resembling any text book formations
Scudding by on a hastened path
To reach oblivion without minds shape
Origins unknown without any destination
A shadow of their former forms
These clouds speed past on winds
Whipping them into unfathomable wisps
Of shady ephemeral entrails
Spread across a shapeless sky
As in a final dissolution
Of any visible constitution
Perhaps I did once wander across the sky
But now with winds at my back
I am dispersed by urgency
And ever present need for change
In this modern “life”
Of hurricanes and whirlwind fads
Permanency only left to reside in death
Where is meaning, shape, and form
Where is a life well worn
What drives the wind drives me
I see the heavens still
When I look up to find I
and remember
What drives the stars drives me.
Life Force
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