Voice of the Wind

Through the park I travel

Through the schoolyard,

The streets and highways

Every turn, every step of the way

I’m the silent companion

Trailing close behind

The placid presence

Along your side

The tranquil charisma

Fluttering before you

The calming voice

That whispers in your ear

The quiet tone

That tickles your senses

Bringing serenity

As you sit, thinking

The everlasting friend

That listens to your every word

And carries it off to the heavens

Warm as springtime

Touch as soft as a parent to child

Yet at the same time,

The uproar,

The ire

That rips through town

During the raging storm

Alliance to the booming thunderclap

And flashing streak of lightening

I am the howling shriek

That whips through

Shrill as a banshee

Cold as the depths of the iciest sea

Two sides to me

As multiple sides to others

Take a look at both stories

Take the time to revel

Consider all

Do not side

Until each point revealed

Each person

Each event

Each object

Double sided

Ponder all

Accept equally

Until necessary otherwise

Bringing the rage of the storm

Back to a comforting whisper

Of a friend,

Of the warmth of spring