“Wind Love”




I can taste the wind—embrace it!
Touch it—also with my soul, I
Feel the sweetness-es, therein—the power!
The weaknesses
I have learned to love it well; lovely,
Wind is alluring—a lover itself
One, to which, I hold no jealousy because
Wind does not belong to me—yet, to us all
When it moves things, I can
See my soul as free—I dance
On clouds, and bounce on tree leaves, I
Slip and twist—curl tightly as if springs—I come,
And go, again—ever, again
I can—I know I can, and
It is love….
Cursed, if I keep wind to myself; I long, and
Yet, I cannot give wind away. It is wind—
Wind is free—Wind is love—
Wind Love surrounds me—my
Injuries cannot endure—wind
Moves things….




Written By, Darkest Angel
Written October 10, 1991
(Rewritten March 6, 2010)