Jack Clark Poet Rhyme

For Granted

The wind rushes by me
Teasing in its’ pass
Sometimes caressing
Sometimes bold and crass

Then, moving onward
It hugs a maple tree
Some leaves of brilliant hue
Are tumbled and set free

It moves across a field
A wind-wave there is seen
It kisses blades of grass it finds
And all that’s in between

Dandelion parachute seeds
Ride its’ hidden tides
Depositing them here and there
New life therein resides

And I? I stand in wonder
And watch the scene unfold
Knowing I’ll not comprehend
What through my eyes I’m told

I’ve taken it for granted,
The Wind, its’ master plan
Proving, once again, 
The insignificance of man.

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