The Northerly Wind Poem by Jolanta Gradowicz

The northerly wind brought the odd uncertainty
And the cold gust of unknown, forthcoming changes.
The only right way was very hazy and dusty;
I couldn’t find the suitable roads and bridges.

A winged thoroughbred appeared in the dark sky,
And snorted friendly nearby my tilted head.
I couldn’t mount it because its back was too high,
That horse was stunning though its snow-white wings bled.

The northerly wind blew off drapes at a window,
And an unborn child waved to me from the inside,
But the jealous mother buried it in a pillow.
I stood there lonely and dreamed to vanish or hide.

The air thickened for the black clouds and the dust,
I am sure my chances wait for me far away;
Just behind the horizon. I’ll find them – it’s a must.
The wind is to bring a more favorable day...