The Breeze Blows Forever Where I Stand Poem by Allen Steble The Philosophical Poet

On the edge of a tall cliff
i look into the open sea
a vast ocean so blue
the colors remind me
of the harmony between sun and sea
The Wind captures my hair
And for a moment i feel free,
free because i know
The breeze blows where i stand.

On the rocky mountain top
I look over the open land,
The vast forest of greenery
The melody of the beasts
The cloud of stars
And for a moment i feel liberated,
i feel free because i know
The breeze blows where i stand.


In the cluster of the stars
i gaze t'wards the heavens
a vast sea of mauve
a silence of lights
a clear mind free of hurt
and the wind hits me
and for the last time i feel free,
because i know
The breeze blows forever where i stand.