I Feel The Wind

I Feel The Wind

These eyes observe the twinkling stars shining in inky blackness above, on a long winter’s night, while standing on the frozen surface of the lake. The arctic wind brushes across my upward tilted face. Do others know this peaceful experience?

Standing in the wilderness clearing, the wind carries the scent of pine and cedar. I hear the cheerful birds singing on this warm spring day.

While sitting on the rocky cliffs above the sea, giant waves crash below me - telltale signs from a distant summer storm. I hear the thundering roar of the wind. My skin is cooled by the fragrant salty mist. Seagulls glide higher and higher.

Leaves are floating by on the diagonal autumn wind, while the colorful mountainside trees slowly become their naked color of gray. I wish i would have worn a sweater.