Flux

Movement
Out of the body
And into potential

A field
Broad
Open
Endless

Fences
Only at the corners of the mind
My mind
Rolling
Pulsing
Undulating gently
Away into the distance
Further than the eye can see
The wind
Brings hints
Of spring upon a warmer breeze
Seasons change
People come
People leave
All is in flux
It always is

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