Wind

• Artist: Mechy Malao
• Description: Just alil something that popped in my head while in class. And this poem in accurate in my thoughts about the wind except when its 30-below that wind can send me running into the house.
• Date: 12/10/2009
• Tags: wind

When the wind blows,
I hear its lovely howl,
it refreshes me,
and cools my fiery soul.

When I hear the wind howl,
I think about time past,
and I shiver with relish,
I think of love and hate,
about peace and war,
as well as life and death.

When the wind blows it cools my fiery sould,
and I study the way the leaves go,
I breath the cold wind,
and relish its biting feel,
when the wind blows,
I feel life.