the wind whips around
"When a great adventure is offered, you don't refuse it. "
Amelia Earhart
the wind whips around the thoughts that kept her stationary...as she yields
to touch the peripheries
of a new found lifting
up through the the fringes
of late summer leaves- beyond
to taste the clarity of defying
gravity--as flight replaces
all that is earth bound
flying in a flood, a rush
of new blood in sky air
a hush of august rain
to these truths she cannot
abstain-- naturally, she, like
a parched field to a light rain--
does yield
~kate lamberg (c) '17
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