A Walk with the Wind
How it feels to walk with the wind
the way it flows through the hair on your arms
the way it passes through your palm
as if it’s extending out to hold your hand
Fluttering through your hair
whispering secrets from the sky
An interchange of breath between yours
and the world
How massive and elusive
allowing you to take space up with it
A force of ambiguous
Yet calm force and strength
One thought on "A Walk with the Wind"
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
This poem flows just like the wind it describes! Lovely.