Wind Of The Spirit Poem by Doug Blair
Wind Of The Spirit
I launch the kite at the first real burst of wind.
Colourful and dancing it decorates the sky.
Up and up to the realm of angels.
I seemingly with it. Flying.
By the slightest cord pull of my fingers.
But then the wind does something unexpected.
I learn again Who is boss.
I learn again who is boss. good poem. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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4/25/2024 8:52:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Great poem Doug, was quiet whimsical and reminds us nature is always in control, I invite u to read one of mine