The Twister


My dearest Roan,
Don’t be afraid.

Toss up the winds!
Let them roar!
Welcome the twister who knocks at your door.

Now is not the time to stand firm and unmoving,
Like an old, decaying castle, bombed after battle, with holes in your side,
Crumbling apart but refusing to fall,
Now is a time to let go
To jump into uncertainty
There’s no stopping the winds of change
Once they’ve decided to blow down your house

Here they come now,
Ever closer,
The uninvited guests
Barreling towards you at fantastic speed
Howling like a pack of wild dogs

So let them come
Allow yourself to be swept away
With arms open
Into the wind
Whatever it holds
Sometimes, its the only way to fly.

– Lucy Schwartz
Note: I do not own the photographs included in this post.