Spin of Winds

There she sat, quiet and faint
The world spinning around her
Her tree in the woods lay just afar
From the fought home of despair
Because just as she was to rise and walk
Back to the home of despair
The rays of hope would dwindle to none
And evaporate into the air
For the bedlam and panic would take over all
Leaving her to take to the past
And she who fought to stop the spin
Would never get to last
The world would soon spin again
And the winds would still run free
But into the forest and down the trail
Would lay the absent tree