Duality of the winds

The winds of love swept me up like a tornado and left me dizzy in joy.

The winds of Grief came and swept me up like a tornado and left me battered and torn.

In the stillness of a windless day hence- I have chosen to honor both.  But I choose to fly in remembrance in the winds love, always. 

—-Lori Freed

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