Wind by Mac McGovern

Wind

by Mac McGovern

in the fall it wafts leaves,
hiding tiny fairies
dancing on each
as in celebration
of freedom from trees bondage

in the winter snow
cold and unremorseful
hide beauty
seen
only by those who dare transition
to find her hidden secrets

in the summer
it is wispy
as if entranced by happiness
entering through my window
it feels like an old friend
touching me softly
reassuring night or day

it surrounds all the beauty of nature
making nary a sound
when there is peace
and contentment in her swishing, swirling
natural world
occasionally,
demonstrates a fierce side
as in anger,
supports her friends thunder and lightning
raising her winds from mild to destructive
in answering her mother’s call

wind at the mercy of the element’s
of which she is made

End of the poem

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