A Stilling Wind - Heather Woods Broderick

Further north than where I spent the year

At the edge of the cape, feet swinging in the atmosphere

A stilling wind, thick with fear

Picked up all the tiny pieces to redeposit them here

A stilling wind

How did you slow the time?

And disappear so quickly

Aa mystery wrapped up in night

You stilled the wind, showed me mine

With no eyes to zero in on to help me trust my sight

You stilled the wind

Have I changed yet?

I went away

Have I changed yet?

Or do my habits still remain?

In the cold moon

Lighting the night filled bay

I saw the white hare

'Oh dear I will be too late'

A stilling wind