Beware
the power of the wild wind
blowing relentlessly across plains
barren and dry
Heed
the warning of desiccated skeletons
whispering of thirst, of want
in the desert sun
Mind
the courage of a solitary bloom
unashamed to flaunt vibrant colors
under a dust-choked sky
Embrace
the same dream that visits each night
this, the journey of your spirit walkers
has just begun
photo: Pixabay
prompts: #NaPoWriMo, #WyldeVerse, Lyric Ideas
Writing and Reflections 
Lovely…
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I really love the stanza about the bloom 😊
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Beautiful!
I often don’t remember my dreams. Last time I did, I wanted to write it down… then sh**, no, strike that: life happened!
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