The summons of the wind, it takes course in the soul of those who have fought the wars of yesterday. Look past the evidence and breathe in the wholeness the brokenness of the years gone by. Drink in the readiness and slowly walk into the fire, see it feel it dream it make it a fantasy a reality make it’s something so forgettable you’ll remember it, always. The wind sings a lullaby and it kills the souls it corrupts minds and makes me whole again, look it in the face and imagine yourself completely free completely shameless, as you walk in all your nakedness into the cool stream of lost souls. Make peace with your enemy because that shadow will be there always you will forever be stripped of all the ones who banned you ,you are forsaken, forsaken and seldom invited into the minds of the forsaken.