I Never See the Wind
I Never See the Wind
Written: By Tom Wright
2/17/2007
The wind slips through my life unseen
Often painting vivid pictures.
It moves things, often from one place to another.
It cools, it warms, it freezes, it chaffs,
And sometimes it howls as if angry
As it passes both animate and inanimate objects;
Other times it becomes docile as if saying to me
I too, tire, and now seek my rest.
I never see or hear this phenomenon called wind
I am always a witness to its effect.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2015
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