patterns. a poem.

pull and push
i feel the wind fighting
unseen patterns of frigid
and warmth
ancient, invisible sky rivers
an annual
tug-of-war
as i dive under blankets
wishing for ocean waves
instead
of the frost
forever covering life
pushing and pulling
fearless
terrified
toward the sun

*****

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