Chapter 1: Western Wind (complete?)
O Western Wind, you are willing me home.
Willing me, taking me, wanting me whole.
Your Eastern cousin is pushing me forward
Helping me, encouraging me, pushing me unmarred.
You speak to me subtly
Taking leaf or sand
You torture me fully
Whipping at clothes and skin.
A magnet keeps me here
Unkowing of your efforts so,
I must remain routed in fear.
Fear of moving, of following your wings
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