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What Is the Wind

What is the wind?        
                                                             
                               The wind is a strange and fickle thing.
                                       It's capers keep us guessing.
                              It loves and it hates, it gives and takes.
                                     It's a curse, also a blessing.
                             The wind is a ghost that haunts the night,
                                      And wakes me with it's sobbing.
                                  It rattles it's chains, taps on my door,
                                      And sets my poor heart throbbing.

                                     The wind is a voice from long ago,
                                         Old dreams, old vows recalling.
                                  Again it's soft fingers touch my cheek
                                         Like teardrops gently falling.
                                The wind is a beast that rides the storm
                                           It's vicious power enjoying.
                              It tramples our homes, lays waste our land.
                                       Man's future hopes destroying.

                                  The wind is a puzzle none can solve,
                                          It's far beyond our knowing.
                                    God has the answer have no doubt,
                                         Just pray it keeps on blowing.

Copyright © Frank Smith | Year Posted 2011