Haunted by the music of summer
Even in the low growl
Of the autumn breeze
Even as the tiny darts
Of rain at speed
Pepper my face
And mark mad marching rhythms
On my wet jacket
My friend is a Raven
With a will as strong
as steel.
Head into the wind
Thread your way through it
There is always a way,
Even if you have to go back
To go on.
#CoSopoetry