For The Wind Poem by Peter S. Quinn

For the wind
There is always a song
Free undisciplined
And ours to long
Like days going
On to the night
A light on street glowing
Flickering or bright

For the wave
There is Deep Ocean
Profoundly to crave
In watery emotion
And we both knowing
What sandcastles are for
As water slips flowing
On to our shore

For the sky
There is opportunity
In clouds drifting by
Around always free
Fast ways and slowing
And everything between
Blue skies sometime showing
That not before has been seen