Wind - Poem by Della Perry
Sitting on the hilltop
He enveloped me in loving arms
Caressing my skin gently
Ruffling my hair with unseen fingers
Forcing a smile with loving tenderness.
A breath, freedom to roam
Sighing with delight.
He brushed past tall grass
Sat beside me for a long time
Flowing love, whispers, energy.
He danced within the shadows of trees and shrubs
His fingers rippled the water from the lake
He lifted up the birds with loving hands
Blew soft clouds across azure skies.
Then, like a father, returned to my side
Held me in soft embrace
Comforted his grieving daughter.
I knew that I loved this place
A place of dreams
Among the wilderness.
I loved to sit alone on this hilltop
With my only friend
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