~~~WIND~~~

I feel it differently than most

The cool, brisk wind.

Whenever it comes

Cooling me off

Rustling the leaves of the trees

and hearing the sound it makes

blowing through the evergreens

reminds me of when I could fly.

That feeling of weightlessness

as I jumped into the air

flew above the ground

faster and faster.

Turning quickly from left to right

simply standing would bring me back down to Earth

Where I would walk again

and when that feeling came upon me

I would take the running leap

up-into the wind I flew.

One with the wind.

Older now.

Standing.

Facing into the wind,

feeling that feeling I knew so well

now, too big to fly,

too much knowledge in my head

not innocent and young

cant make the leap into the sky.

Saddened to move on

from those amazing soaring flights

deciding what the wind means to me now

as I make a new wish

As the wind comes upon me,

it surrounds me from head to toe

taking the stresses of the moment, of the day,

of the week off of me

as it swirls up and off of me through the tips of my hair.

This is the new path I choose

the way in which I feel it

to breathe in new life

to revive and continue

and lose those stresses that hold me to the ground.

Others curse the wind

for messing up their hair or making them cold.

Such trivial things

I bless the wind.

and I am thankful for it.

This breath of fresh air

is exactly what I need.

~~~WIND~~~

CW