I Love the Wildness in the Wind


I love the wildness in the wind, buffeting

as it roars

through the pine trees,

threatening us with snowflakes swirling,

moving the branches of the oak trees

as if to say winter never left

us at all.

I simply smile remembering

the flowers, and the light rain

that washes us,

and the brightness

of the sun that embraces us,

the new life born again, after

the wildness in the wind.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies

20 thoughts on “I Love the Wildness in the Wind

  1. Wow! This is an emotion I have felt many times, but I just couldn’t explain… thank you for putting this into words! Great poem!

  2. Nico, that’s amazing because that is exactly how I feel today. Winter has come back over night with a thin layer of snow on the meadows and with swirling snowflakes sometimes more and sometimes less throughout the day! It doesn’t change the fact that it has to make room for spring very soon anyway!

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