Change in the Wind

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The warmth of sunrise
 came with the weather change,
 the storm’s demise
 blowing back her mane.

 Years struggling fell behind her,
 galloping in the drying rain,
 her mount’s gaze upon the future,
 no stride in vain.

 Her faith in humanity restored,
 her optimism regained,
 she dismounted on the run
 and embraced Hope so long detained.

 ©August 2018, January 2020
 Christina Anne Hawthorne

About Christina Anne Hawthorne

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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