Change In Winds

My walk through downtown

By Thadeus Published about a year ago • 1 min read

Crimson leaves decay

Cathedral winds call the hour

Beauty mourns itself

Have you ever tried to tell someone how you feel, or tried to articulate a deep thought but couldn’t quite find the words?

Same. That is why I write.

Writer and Poet. Trying to unpack and decipher my brain and heart, one word at a time.

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Written by Thadeus