As Seasons Change

Oranges, browns, blues, greens

The spectrum of the year

And the pantomime of its seasons

The sounds of ocean breeze

Mix with the sweet showers of rain

The clash of thunder

Booming with the gongs and drums

The whistle of birds

Entangled with the sounds

Of wind chimes and glass bottles

The melodies of the wind and world file in

Filling the soul with passion and freedom

Cleansing past pain to dull

And rejuvenating life in inspiring ways

Stronger with each turn of the cycle

And each month past

Following and leading through the seasons

Heart’s song weaves through

Sweet smells with each note

Memories created and unfolded

Silent understanding in each

Tight embrace,

Light touch,

Quiet glance,

Loud laugh,

And fond seconds past

Watching and loving

What many either cannot or will not

Wafting in the beauty of the seasons

Wishing naught despite what

Wandered through the past

Wallowing in regret won’t make amends

Work forward and find yourself again

The rain showers pounding sweetly

Upon water, pavement, and brick

Singing stormy stories

As thunderclouds hover

Dispensing thunder’s tremors and tales

Lighting lashes the length of the sky

Bolting brightly, breaking by the grey

As people hide under their covers

I sing with the song and run outside

Arms thrown wide, head thrown back

Laughing as I spin

Loving as I live

Circles upon circles

Twirling and dancing

Insane and perfect in every way

Ripples trail along the surface

Cold air nips at my nose and fingertips

Water droplets all around

Atmosphere clean and anew

Wind whips my hair

Behind my head then

Across my face

Hands move to push it back

To little avail

Let it be and let all be

Listen instead and focus instead

On the secrets of the breeze

Listen to the sounds of the seasons

Shifting each second

Taste the colors as they melt to one

Creating new days overlapping old

Feel the difference of the atmosphere

Morphing to something better

Observe the storms and winds ahead

Challenging your every step

And listen to that song of your soul

Moving to the changes of the seasons

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