As The Wind Blows
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Peter S. Quinn
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As the wind blows
inside and about,
time runs out and goes
in its timeless doubt;
flow flow time
find your new direction,
in its way and prime
and each life's selection.
As the wind blows
you will keep on growing,
with tides and its flows
as times are going;
though nothing is clear
of what shall come to be,
it goes around here
in its eternity
Tides and timeless flows
circling its way,
high ends and lows
to each day by day;
what shall be tomorrow
is still in doubt,
but we'll soon know
what that is all about.
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