The Weight of Wind

                             "The Weight of Wind"


Gaia's loving breezes caressed buds and blooms, birds and bumbling bees;
Her whispering messages sent us hope based on our youthful wishes.
The weight of wind offered sweet eternal promises.

A taunting solstice sun imprinted summer's heated intentions.
Yet playful and impetuous ideas ignored possible storm warnings.
The weight of wind romanced our tender hearts.

Seemingly hurried leaves, crisp notes, fell singing to the forest floor.
Flurries of varied and brilliant hues tattooed our bodies, lingering blissfully.
The weight of wind recorded a lifetime of memories.

Cloaked in white and standing in steel-blue shadows,
Gaia declared an unexpected frigid end of the old, to make life anew.
The weight of wind whipped and ripped us apart.

An arrival of fresh warm rain exclaimed green purposes, new dreams for us.
Heaven's hearty impressions blew smiles upon our splendid souls.
The weight of wind determined a revival of our spirits.



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Dedicated to my sister, Dianne Gail Welker Sebaugh 1949-2014.

Gaia: Mother Earth