Wind out of my Sails

After all that we have stormed, it took just two people today & after 5 months to do exactly that. All the wind. Whoosh and I was gone. Mad at myself for letting them have that power over me. I was trying to muster up an image or artwork that could describe the title of this post. I'm not that kind of artist. And those who took the wind were those I never expected, nor did I ever expect to react with such sorrow. That is the problem with "expectations."
The wind may have been taken from me today but in return... I've left an ocean to sail upon tomorrow.

Which is a new day. Thankfully.