Was today typical?
Far from the common thread,
A rhythm the world has never said.
Unscripted steps on untamed ground—
A rare, wild echo not easily found.
Each day arrives on wings unknown,
I chart one course, yet winds have blown—
A different path beneath my feet,
Where plans and change so often meet.
I welcome shifts, the unplanned tide,
Yet yearn for ground where roots can bide.
For even wanderers seek a place
Where rhythm steadies time and space.
Anything but typical©️
By Felina Silver©️ – July 2025
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