Restrain me not in this dimensional bound
For deep within my mind is found
A spark extending beyond the reach of time
Woven as tendrils of fire climb
A dance of sounds and lilt of tone
Keeping out despair's silent drone
The legacy of our stories told
Reach beyond time and space, they are so bold
As to linger in our heart and blossom from our mind
But if you look closer you shall find:
That the fabric of spoken tales is more delicate than the fabric of the universe.
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Tailwind: Poems by a Teenage Naturalist
Poetry🕊️A 2018 Watty's Longlisted Work!🕊️ ...the girl asked the raven how she could fly. The Raven told her it was easy. All she needed was a tailwind to help her heart soar. Flight lets you see the world from a different perspective. My eyes are ope...
