Like winds that breathe a cloud to shape <br />To where its own esteem, <br />The friends to sit and gawk & gape, <br />Contoured to what winds deem. <br /> <br />To run away a meek escape, <br />For where one hides or vanishes <br />Beyond the eye or the landscape, <br />Your spirit with you tarnishes. <br /> <br />Seeking you it always will; <br />Where eagles soar they are brought down. <br />Monstrosity never has its fill; <br />Where you run, you'll still be found. <br /> <br />When caught you know you meet your doom: <br />Your soul it drags and tears from you; <br />Your heart & faith, around it looms; <br />Replaces them with dread anew. <br /> <br />Tense and overbearing, hefty and strong <br />Fight you must, for carte blanche; <br />But this conundrum before long: <br />Pieces will fit, and you have lost.<br /><br />Tiffanie Lein<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-force/
