poem: to be wind
- aaron m.
- Aug 21, 2015
- 1 min read
wind of Wisdom
blowing swiftly
current and caress
here and along
encircling your people
in whirls only seen
in feather and dust
lift me, oh God
as a gust, as a prayer
whispered, a breath
wind at my back
sides, front and within
inhale, exhale
move me
flow me
ffwwahhh
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