The Changing Wind
Come out from all hidings on this morning, leave your blankets by the door
A wind is stirring up the ashes of a fire long ignored
You and I as ashes passes through fingers of sunshine in the morning
Every speck of ash caught in a wind may soon arrive at a different shore
Rearrange your reasoning as a wind surrounds your body's fleeting form
Before this sail unfurling finds its full breadth, first its bindings
must be torn
Strip away all coverings and feel the swirling wind surround your body
Then the wind transforms you in an embrace and carries you off to a
different shore