Thursday, March 05, 2009

And the wind howls

The wind howls
And blows around me
Tugging with fingers unseen at my hair,
my bag,
my car door,
my flag
my thoughts
Creating thoughts of unease and restlessness in me
Feelings of loneliness and isolation
But also of feeling warm and cozy inside
Whilst the wind howls
and shrieks its voiceless protests to the sky
Do you ever wish you were the wind?
Free to blow here and there and see the world
But winds cause chaos and damage at times
And i would never want to do that
so i'll stay being me
in my house
surrounded by the howls of the wind.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You are truly a Dutch child, that loves the wind and the other elements.