Wind swept

This night
I stand
Wind whistling in the trees
The trees doing their dance
I dance too with them
I am happy
At one with nature
Darkness all around
But I am alive
I am calling to the trees
Come, wrap me
Up in your branches
Give me safety
As the wild wind howls
I look towards the sky
Ahd howl too

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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