It's just the wind
Shivers, up and down your back
Such a gaze makes your mind go slack
The bitter cold of catching that one's eye
Worse than an outright lie
It's just the wind
It's not like you have sinned
Warm, comforting, a childhood friend
A hand given out to lend
Consistency of serenity and ease
Sympathy and repose in the highest degrees
It's just the wind
If your eyes have dimmed
Fast as your heartbeat in panic
As wide and far as the Atlantic
Turns into something slower not smaller
As wild as fear, but much stronger
It's just the wind
Unseen but not unnoticed
This poem is about:
Me
Our world