Who knows where the wind goes

  after its fury is blown

Perhaps it waits in quiet states,

  its garnishment unknown

Ravaging coastlines, whirling about

Sopping landscapes, withholding

  affecting drought

It delivers all manner of chaos and tears

Sewing seeds, rippling waters, casting fears

Blades of ice and drops of rain

  are friends and foes in its domain

Whistling ‘round chimney tops,

  down on meadows over crops

Soaring high in outer space,

  closing in on the heavenly chase

Rustling leaves and slamming doors

Driving metal into floors

Tickling ears, nuzzling navels

Blowing napkins off of tables

Sending hopes and dreams o’flight

  into someplace out of sight

Howling , smashing swingsets, stairs

  Gentling rocking cradles, porch chairs

Moving turbines in the haze

Opening sails, curling waves

I felt you strong just yesterday

  Now it’s calm, you went away

Whispering in mellow notes

How the flying feather floats

Flapping flags, and market totes

Flirting with knickers, scooting up skirts

Waving daiseys and swirling dirt

Swooshing past, pricking up your hair

Turn around and look, no one’s there

Shaking lamp posts, bending trees

Tugging laundry, jingling keys

Blustery, moaning, was that the breeze

Gusty, squally sea gulls fly

Balloons and paper go bye bye

Gone forever, why, why, why

O’mighty wind do you not care

You are here, there, everywhere

Leaving harbors, beaches bare

Captured up you’ll never be,

Can’t be stopped, you must be free

Invisible as you go past,

On the face, it’s such a blast

Angry, musing, soft and strong

O’beauty wind where have you gone