May 3-11, 2018


Where the Wind Wills


some days I feel like Mole

whatever path his friends may take

he follows, sometimes leads

yet at the bottom of it all

yearns always his comfortable hole

but give me a boat to steer

upon the open water

where I may paddle free

beneath an endless sky

and I am transformed


Where the Wind Wills
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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