the wind change

I feel at the end of October
the wind change
in pattern or temperature
enough to make my hair raise
and make me look left

I waited
vigilant eyes dilated
perceiving in movements
the hidden intentions
of unguarded efforts

I stood still
perked up ears listening
but your chants
to get nature’s back
have failed you

my direction’s unchanged
I’m headed my own way
except now
that you’ve tried to knock me
and mine down

now, I face you
beware of the fix you’re trying to place
because if it’s to you
you want me to head
I’m charging with all my strength

.

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© Sara Febles

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