Twists and Turns

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Here I go again
Like a rushing stream
cruising through the plains
Like a defiant eagle
gliding through the air
Like a lone ship
sailing in rough seas
Like a shooting star
blazing in your night sky
I’m a kite cut loose
Stolen by the winds
Flying past edges of pain
While you complain in vain
of twists and turns
and how your world burns

Mountains cannot be surmounted except by winding paths.
— Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Credits: Video footage by Lisa Peters