When the wind blows –
the grass cannot keep her place.
To the strongest fire –
the wind gives it unbelievable strenght.
To me – you are the wind.
When you pass – I cannot keep my place.
Right away, without any words,
you mesmerize me,
captivate all my being,
sway my heart away.
Like a fire – you are the wind that gives me strenght.
A simple word and I move forward,
relentless –
carried away by the breeze.
The world I thought I knew –
you shattered it in front of me.
when I thought everything was lost,
you changed everything –
the world that was in pieces
you brought it anew.
To me, you are the wind;
a gentle, divine breeze
that holds me sway.
I can only ask the heavens,
if the gentle wind that swept my heart away,
will ever return to me someday
Beautiful words, lovely imagery. Sad and painful, yet so full of hope. Great work!
The wind..it starts out so gently and can end up a monster, destroying worlds….so true of love and heartbreak…Great poem. Perfect analogy.
wow..I’m amazed…
superb…