Trinity's
Poetry From Beyond
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The Whirlwind

In a whirlwind...

there are no sides,
nor walls.
There are no visible boundaries,
but they are there nonetheless.

Everything spins and spins
out of control in a whirlwind.

In the end,
and there always is an end,
to everything,
the impact
of the forces that be
play a very large role in where, and when,
and the pieces will fall
where they will fall.

Like a leaf ripped from a tree
by savage conditions,
it would softly land once again
and safely - on the trunk.

And it would have the fates
of the four winds to thank.

And it would have the hands
of fate provide an extra set,
for an help-mate.

And it would have the God
and Goddess to thank.

And it would have the
laws of nature to thank.

And it would have the grace to say
"thank you".


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