They say only the south wind flattens grass;
blows through with a force, a song so confidently sung
as easy as summer daydreams—
won’t you take a moment and hear what it has to say?
I have always loved the wind;
loved the way its giddy currents flow through woodland canopies
of how it can soothe those who can sense,
there are times when I can feel it within, the push and swirl
that stirring to show what is solidly there—
the myriad hues of new beginnings are punctuated
in shafts of pink light
one need only open their eyes and see;
the wind instills the willingness to lay bare one’s heart and soul
despite the chance that both could end up sliced to ribbons.
Photo credits: Boreas – John William Waterhouse Painting, Pinterest
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