Ode to the Wind
How the wind stirs, In joy and in wrath! Tales it whispers from worlds That linger on its path, Caressing the cliffs, Churning rivers in flight, It plays with the leaves And spins them in delight.
Shattering silence, In gusts and twirls, Echoes of laughter Among all the swirls. Carry me on your back, Oh wind, wild and free, Where storm clouds gather— Nature’s own decree.
- Richard Huelsenbeck