Gone with the wind

There is something in the air.

It’s more alive than we’ll ever know.

Just listen to the howls and growls,

as it tries to speak to you.

Observe how it keeps things moving.

How it keeps you breathing, while you stand still.

While you watch the trees dance and birds glide above.

While you wait to be lifted into the heavens,

and to be gone with the wind.

The wind that always gets under your skin.

7 thoughts on “Gone with the wind”

Mia Winhertt says:

January 15, 2020 at 4:54 pm

Lovely writing!

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1. thepoeticsage27 says:
  
  January 15, 2020 at 10:57 pm
  
  Thanks much appreciated I will keep it up
  
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Sandi Staton says:

January 15, 2020 at 7:18 pm

Beautiful

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1. thepoeticsage27 says:
  
  January 15, 2020 at 10:57 pm
  
  Thanks much appreciated..thanks for following
  
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  1. Sandi Staton says:
    
    January 16, 2020 at 2:53 am
    
    You are welcome
    
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lynn__ says:

January 18, 2020 at 12:34 am

I really like this poem, especially the final lines! The wind is certainly howling and growling today as we experience a snowstorm here in the midwest.

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1. thepoeticsage27 says:
  
  January 18, 2020 at 1:17 am
  
  thanks lynn.. that poem stood out to most people as well. glad you liked it and stay safe
  
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