Kristie Raburn Poet Free verse

First Spoke

I don't know when the wind 
first spoke to me...
perhaps when I was three
and I sat mesmerized by
kitchen curtains dancing on the breeze

or maybe when I was nine 
and I felt the power of the wind
as my hand rose and fell
outside the car window,
like a jet in turbulent flight

or maybe when I was 15
and I went sailing with my cousin 
gliding across the ocean waves 
drenched in sun and wind
at Marina del Ray

I don't know when the wind 
first spoke to me... 
but my peace, my joy, my grace
comes from the wind
and fills me with calm serenity

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