Winds of unknowing
blowing through my
tattered memory
A clamorous howl
wailing in desperation
for understanding and
forgiveness
The well of compassion
dry and void of mercy
while reality’s fragile
tether long since severed
is left unattended to blow
madly in the tempest
of a misunderstood
delusion
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Author:
Coyote (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
A cry in the wilderness and so well written I almost heard that howl for compassion - first class writing Coyote. Looking forward to reading more of your work.
"wailing in desperation
for understanding and
forgiveness"
This is amazing, I felt this in my soul
Very good emotive words Coyote.
Welcome to MPS.
there is a sincerity to your choice wording
and a defiance, in your tone of acceptance
an impassioned write
thank you for sharing
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