the wind blows
I am discovering more
about
myself
it seems that the wind
brings
changes
softly at times
violently at times
sometimes welcome
sometimes not
and
still it blows
carrying with it a whisper
of
change
always
change
I am discovering more
about myself
in the shifting of air
the passage of time
I
am
more
than what you see
what I see
there are more facets
of me yet undiscovered
untapped
and the wind knows that
blowing my hair
whispering you are special
I have found you have I not
reminding me
of it’s journey
traversing the open sea
to get to
here me now
all of life is open
no doors are closed
if
I could but feel
the wind
and fling open the window
of
change
wonderful poem, (((josie)))...too bad the winds here in texas are usually destructive...they're changing me into a certified storm phobic LOL (((HUGS))) and love, karla. :) do you like what changes you've had?
Reviewed by Mom
Reviewed on May 2, 2003
Josie, this is so true about everyone. Keep writing. Love Mom
Yes, if we are lucky, we will continue to change, evolve, become better, hopefully! I think writing speeds up this process, sharpens ones vision and perception! Great write.
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Rodney Evan Bohen
still it blows
carrying with it a whisper
of
change
here me now
all of life is open
no doors are closed
William
~Nikki~
myself and others.......lol!!
Great write Josie!!
Lova lots
Tinka