Belly of Breezes

Answer me this -

why did love

pass us by

and can you live

with your shadows?

Wind whistles

haunting answers

as thirsty roots

thrust deeply.

Dark moments

hide nothingness

as love remnants

stalk at our heels,

whispering through

closed windows.

Howling wolves

prance in hunger

a part

of life’s discrepancies

of both

miracle and curse.

Close your eyes,

seek your answer,

floating fleetingly

in belly of

your breezes.