Where is the wind
the wind that blows
where is the wind that comes
where is the wind that knows

the white squall of worry has come about
a confusing chinook has taken place
the gust of grief blows fast and hard
but a levanter of love blows into my face

situations like siroccos
simooms that sedate
a sumatra of circumstance
all gale into my space

a pleasant yamo of my emotions
tickling zephyr of my soul
a taku of my desire
ignores the bora of control

Where is the wind
the wind that blows
where is the wind that comes
where is the wind that knows?

-see

©2014 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet