The West Wind
07/06 2021
I'm walking along the breath of the West wind
That long, winding road
Being thrown around mercilessly
By the temperature that moves the needle,
By the temperament of our joint souls ---
We that dance at bloody twilights
And inhale that wind that blows.
While I still sometimes sit, dissatisfied
At the dark, still, surface of the ocean
Most days I skip over every wave
And let myself be carried along by
The notes contained in every word
Of every face that has ever known
How to breathe in the wind that blows.
The horizon now echoes what goes in inside,
There's the pain in waking up alone, red.
The sound of laughter you've never heard, yellow.
Fights, wars, blood for a cause,
Some say the only cause, life through love, purple.
The joys that make you desire another, blue.
And of course the eventual leaving,
Reflected in the wind that blows it all away.
Angels gather around me as I fly effortlessly,
Perfectly balanced toward the sun,
Humming the songs of innocence and experience
On a borrowed set of plastic wings
They warn me of the approaching storm
I just laugh. Don't they realize
That we who suffer together
Come together to form that very thing,
That wind that propels us forward?