Blowing in the wind

 Sometimes the wind blows and by the time it stops

I'm somewhere I didn't see coming.
But such a peaceful place.
Oceans flood the skies
as the ground start to devolve  from beneath me.
An as I slowly sink into this moment
I desperately embrace it hoping to reach lengths non existent.
An as I do I found myself
Standing still in the wind.

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