The Indolent Wind
the indolent wind
dances in a gentle rain
could the problem not be of another
but an internal failure to find within
your real soul mate
and all trials and errors
belong to you
the absolute failure is abandoning you
dreams you follow
become the roadside kills
ignored in the mirror
we do not demand happiness
we choose to live it
I can share passions
but not for the crucifixion
one of my own
Oregon 5/23
Copyright © Timothy Ray | Year Posted 2023
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