Brain Bits To Go

NaPoWriMo Day 22

I Am The Wind

Whipping spume from surging waves

I race across the sea

Lift up the seabirds on my way

They get a lift for free.

Carry water from the sea

To western slopes as rain

Swooping down the other side

I’m dry as dust again.

My siblings all round the world

Work just as hard as I 

Even when the air seems still

We are still flowing by.

I am wind a gentle sigh

Sometimes a mighty shout

A cool breeze or raging gale

Both these are mine no doubt.

So go stand outside a while

Eyes closed and feel the air

Marvel at my fleeting touch

Unseen, but always there.

Cheers,