Wind like Me

Today’s poem was about wind
and how it shifts,
how it speaks, I think, as
my counterpart in nature,
across skies and along the ground.
I would be content to move like that,
noting the vagaries of weather
and people’s moods
while being a little removed myself
safe and wrapped in the currents.
I have an affinity for wind
that cannot be seen without pulling
dust and debris along for the ride.

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