Some days
I love the wind.
For one thing,
jeans on the clothesline
dry in about 20 minutes
and they aren’t wrinkled at all.
For another,
the wind give trees
their full winter face
and winter’s song.
And red-tailed hawks get a fast ride.
Today,
I needed to walk into the wind;
feel its relentless
but friendly
force
and know that I could walk into it
and gain clarity
and maybe
a new song.
