Steady, easy but moving forward
The warm breeze lifts my fro
The tight, brown coils, shift from left to right
It shakes like jelly
Then freezes in time
Like a cold case
Wrapped up in truth
Transparent like words unspoken
But it speaks with force
Whenever you think it’s done blowing
It just gets worse
To feel the push and pull
From whence it came
An origin unknown
Cover our faces,
Looking for a safe home
It is beautiful
Like an invisible hand
Moving things in the land
Yet and still
We look for ways to run from the wind
Without succumbing to the strength of it
But how would we know it was there otherwise?
Adding to the moment like chocolate syrup on vanilla ice cream
It is the relief of summer
The breath of spring
The swirling, burnt orange leaves of fall
And the bite of winter
Love always, Ayesha
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