Unseen Forces

I walk this road and I am not alone. A force unseen breathes life into this flesh, into these bones. The wind inarguably graces my skin and hair, I  know when it is there. At times gentle it softly brushes and at times violent it angrily rushes. Unseen forces guide open hearts wide, then closes again. My experience is my own, but I do not walk it alone.

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