I like to think that sometimes you are the wind
Or there’s a machine to control the wind
and you get a turn.
When my toes are in the sand & a rush hits my shoulders, I think of you.
When I feel the wind on my cheek, I think of you.
When a gust wraps its arms around me in the street, I think of you.
You’re always there: watching & guiding & whispering.
I quiet the world,I can hear you.
I hear you in breath, I feel you in a breeze.
You’re love is a guiding wind.
It grew so great that you had to leave
so you could be everywhere.
Everlasting, Eternal air.
When I think of you and I cannot call,
a mournfulness envelopes me,
but I don’t feel small.
It’s because of you that I do not hide.
Safe in this space; in shining armor,
you’re our knight.
when life pushed, you pushed back harder.
We remember you: the light & the darker
You deserve all love & honor.
Happy Memorial Day!