Let me wander to where the words don't hurt
As they are never spoken
You underestimate the power of a letter
A word read
A sentence said
A mind fed
A reader:
Dead?
Take me! Oh filaments of mystery
Take me into your thrall
And take my heart once again
So when I fall
The illusion will cushion me
As I escape into veiled dreams
And as each fibrous strand breaks free
Thoughts unwind at the seams
And I am plunged into darkness once again
As the last page is turned
And my mind is forced back into reality
As I finish one chapter
And begin the next
YOU ARE READING
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...
