winds of change

swirls the hair into the air

it moves and whips up into an invisible tornado

keep moving

can’t dodge it

can’t face it head on without been blown away

couldn’t even reach out

suddenly burst into fits of laughter 

at being pushed by this


changing direction

keep going and you take a different path

you keep swirling into 


something that lifts up

take off and take away

towards the sky

hair standing on end 

but then falls to your shoulders 

once you find shelter 


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