Marionettes: Poem
The trees—
like giant marionettes,
sway and shake with
fierce violence
and then,
rest
Strings pulled
by an unseen puppeteer—
remind me how small
I am and how
little I
control.
all rights reserved. Copyright Justin W. Price, November 17th, 2011
"I've never seen the wind. I've seen the effects of the wind, but I've never seen the wind." -- Billy Graham
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