While sitting on my porch today I paused…and
then I grinned.
For I had the good fortune of listening to the
wind.
It’s Fall up in the mountains and with Fall we
have the breeze
And today I heard her laughing as she rustled
through the trees.
We never see the wind go by…we know not where
she begins
We only see where she is going and we know where
she has been.
Leaves and flowers and feathers float on her
back with ease
As they travel over the mountains, past the
rivers…through the trees.
Aromas and sounds from all around us waft gently
through the air
Drifting by momentarily on their way to who
knows where.
The wind doesn’t stop to think about her message
or wonder about her song
And she he cheerfully gives a lift to whatever
rides along.
On the wings of the wind today floating merrily…drifting
slow
I heard the laughter of little children and I
heard a rooster crow.
While I sat in the midday sun enjoying the
mountain and the view
Floating by upon the wind was the smell of
Bar-B-Que.
Yes while I sat on my porch today watching the
wind…enjoying the air
I had to wonder was I supremely lucky, or did I
have too much time to spare?
Either way may I make a suggestion when you need
a smile or a grin
Take a moment, stop, sit down, and listen to the
wind.
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