Wind Poem by Laiakini Waqanisau

I wrote this poem whilst in North Sinai, a place full of variations of wind patterns. Sometimes the air is filled with red dust storms, other times its really calm. Wind in this geographic area presents a fascinating phenomenon, whereas it can be calm on day and the next, tar sealed roads are buried under sand dunes. Winds in this region also bring in the different seasons and farmers are most grateful for the rain and moisture that it brings in winter and in early spring. I was inspired to write this poem by seeing how influential wind patterns are in this desert environment and dedicate it to the Bedouins who observe this windy domain as their own.