Love And The Wind Poem by Joseph Blitch

Amid the quietness of the forests trees;
Blossoms pollinate by wind and bees;
Natures true beauty amid trees is found;
Insects and many creatures there abound;

Through the great trees; strong and tall;
Both gentle and howling wind doth call;
Leaves wave; tree tops bend and lurch;
To see what rustles tree leaves we search;

Autumn leaves; winters breeze doth blow;
Spring clouds fly; in summer plants grow;
High in the sky; on wind; bald eagles soar;
Such grandiose splendor we all can adore;

Wind in sails; colossal ships move in sea;
Although the wind we truly can never see;
Flying flag; wind sock; show us direction;
Speed and path up to winds own election;

Of its speed and direction we all do care;
Not seen; yet of its presence we're aware;
By comparison with wind similar is love;
Both are surely controlled by hands above!

Tag: Love is like the wind given that although you may not see it, you can always feel its presence only to appreciate its effects when it changes speed or direction.