Branches flew from trees
The seagulls headed south away from it all
and so was I
Eventually the winds moved on, leaving this message behind:
"Do what you must...do whatever it takes...to keep the winds of worry from blowing through your mind
Do what you must...do whatever it takes....to keep the dust of life from covering your soul"
The winds spoke....and I will listen
From my mind to yours...
and that's poetiquejustis
Peace I leave with you. My peace I give to you John 14:27