THE CHARIOT

My heart races

Like a formless chariot

Tearing through the winds of change

A forest of vines, life’s clutter


My heart races

Like a formless chariot

Speeding with the winds of change

Sweeping aside decades of stagnation


Sensing within

A rebirth

Subtleties, nuances

Everything that until now

I had understood

Only with my mind

My heart has grasped

Finally

Fully

And it races

Triumphant

Quivering

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