Reflection #2 - The Wind
Gentle summer breeze
Howling gusts
Cold, northwesternly rushes
Listen,
What's it saying?
Smell,
What's the scent?
Leaves blowing
Branches bending, falling
Michelle talking (our windchimes)
Clouds floating across the sky
Where does it come from?
Where does it go to?
And then,
Quiet
Nothing
Until another day
It will come back
Oh, that's the wind that will be coming our way tomorrow! Today it was quiet, but tomorrow is another story.
ReplyDeleteLove that you are working some poetry into your reflections!