( / Philippines)

The Wind

Who has seen the wind?
Not me, not you, not them
can see the wind even
those with eyes as big as balls.
The wind passes by without
traffic control and sets her pace
to directions, without our invitation.
The wind touches our skin with
her soft fingers or rages like
fire that eats up the standing embers.

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Beautifully done. Thanks for sharing such lovely write
nice poem, madam! wind always touches our skin and makes us feel awesome. theologically, wind is a divine secret agent of the almighty
Wonderful write...the wind though we cannot see but we can feel its presence...10+++++
And, nice is the wind as it softly goes by, especially on a very hot day! Thank for sharing this poem, Elizabeth!
Thanks for liking this, Mirna. Take care.
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