#NapoWrimo2025
#ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour
#Day16
In another world,
on a wild day,
when the winds wreak havoc,
I see a face.
Much like someone I know.
Creases, a steely grey,
some patches of softness,
a tinge of innocence,
that believes.
Much like someone I know.
Habits that cling,
shadows that hover
behind smiles,
healing that awaits.
Much like someone I know.
The winds recede, the
dust settles: I see the face
and reach out.
A glint of faith gleams.
The face is mine.
Image : Audrey K ( Unsplash )
