A Breath, A Blow
Inhalation of disaster
time goes faster
Exhalation of the storm
boils the everbrooding thought
Using gifts to take in color
makes the blackness ever bright
in the light
in the dark
and the hardness of the heart
A breath in to steady the sway
a blow out to turn it away
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