Treading forward, wind pushing against my back
Finding a grip in the blowing sand Gust ripping and I’m alone again
Ruminating about the sunset What I'll see if I continue moving Head down, pushing against the wind Marching forward, finding where I’ll begin
I will get my way
Taking fate by the hand
I will see my sunset someday
Making my way across this historic land
Kimberly Ray is the author of the poetry chapbook series, Coffee Shop Sessions. Her work primarily explores the highs and lows of relationships, loss, and grief. Currently working on her third poetry
collection, she can be found at her blog, https://coffee-shop-sessions.com or via Twitter, @kimray_poet.
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