There was an assembly of winds

colliding silently within the mists

of one another.  Gray steel clouds

disappeared then quickly reformed into

an angry turbulent sky.

Fields of turned soil blackened over

like early night when shadows fade

in the presence of half light.

A crumbling sun slipped from view,

proving boundaries have no limits

when storms breech the air forcing the

knees of soil to yield to the encircling

unmatched, unchallenged demands

of wind.

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