Calming Winds
Location
There was a knock upon the glass pane
When, it does not nor did it matter
Eyes took in the view as the soul felt relief
Wrapped tight in a bundle
It is this way, life, you see'
Glass panes where a body feels secure
Outside there is the dance of bending trees
Blinding storms
A whirlwind of actions
So much to see while yet still safe, as if nothing could touch or even hurt
Yet again, there always remains the knock on the window, as if
"Come. Come play with me."
Amazing how easy it is
To be
To be and exist in two places; inside/outside
Secure and safe
Wild and free
As such it is and always will be
The Wind as a friend, a mentor, a thief, a savior...