Vulnerable

Wind blasts across stone
wearing it down
our empty window frames
welcoming the cold
walls crumble
defenses vanish
in the face of all
we cannot control
the force of nature
humbles us
tears us down
to our very roots
until we do nothing
but bend
against the onslaught
vulnerable
shedding the unnecessary
until we hold fast
to only the essential – Caroline A. Slee