1. The Breeze of My Wind
Wind may blow benignly
Wind may blow discordantly
Wind may make sandstorms, snowstorms, and death
Wind may also be cherished on a scorching hot day
Wind is not pure
Wind is not impure
Wind is there all the time
Wind is only a silent test
An unseen force
It’s not felt until it’s gone
As the wind’s purpose is to blow
My purpose like a feather
not knowing where the wind will take me
- Zoe Patterson