I am the Southern Breeze;
bearer of the Wisteria;

The North Wind
from where the ice blows.

I am the lover's caress
on sandy beach,

The Wind-Mill Corn Grinder
and the Water Wheel;

I am invisible
yet everywhere
I blow all over
this globe.
.
I've billowed your sails
propelled your ships
carried you
to far lands;
opened to you
new worlds.

True, too,
I have blown your houses down
tornadoed the things you love.

I am too
the wind of Bad Luck
and Ill Fate.

I am the wind in your lungs.

I carry the oxygen you breathe
first life's halting blush
and likely the last to leave
your body's chest.

Now my clear air
is grey

smoky
smoke-stacked
and my once proud
life of this planet
is near extinct.

Sixty miles;
just an hour's drive
of me and my oxygen
are your only shield;
against the void of outer space;
the cosmic rays,
the deadly magnetic fields
meteors and asteroids
all crash down were it
not for me;
the sun's infrared rays
would burn if I did not block.
for you and provide a cloak.

Indeed,
I am the life you breathe
from birth's first
to death's last.

You've felt me
on your face
riding the plains,
while walking the meadows;

remember I am
the Invisible Sea
you sail
and your final
Destiny.
I am the wind;
your oxygen.