The Wind

The wind it whispers softly to me

Mostly things I can not see

At times I have to strain to hear

At times, to me, it brings a tear

The wind begins to speak loudly now

To me it speaks, I don't know how

It grabs hold and turns me around

At times it drops me to the ground

The wind it settles for a bit

Lending my mind a brief respite

But then it starts all over again

I wonder if this will ever end

The wind is whispering again to me

I wonder this time if I will see

I listen carefully to learn its cause

And there again there is this pause

The wind is screaming now to me

I try to hide, but it finds me

It brings messages I need not hear

It tells me of loved ones oh so dear

The wind has found me now it seems

I try to imagine its all a dream

But then I awake; it all is real

This life is mine I have to deal

This wind, it lives inside me now

Nevermore to run, I don't know how

I listen carefully to the words

With caution I approach and gently learn

The wind is part of my life this day

The message is clear, I dare not say

I can say but this, to my family and friends

Live each day as though it were the end.