4 Replies to “winds”

  1. I must admit when you first published this I couldn’t figure out what you were saying. One day as l was sitting staring outside my window, lost in thought ..this poem came to mind.. the birds, the traffic, the laundry on the washing lines, the Capetown winds blowing.. It was one of those inner peace experiences, mixed with contentment, reflection.. dont know if thats what you had in mind when you wrote this but for me that peace within enabled me to look at the eveyday events differently..

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