Dust.

I fall
face down
at my own
feet.
Oh soul of mine,
how I have
run from you.
In a
temporary world,
I’ve tried
to capture
the setting sun
in a glass.
I’ve tried
to bottle
the wind.
Here I am.
Only the purpose
I was given
will suffice.

Heart of mine,
live and love
the whole world
as you will.

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