The Wind

The wind can send you to sleep

Or the wind can keep you awake,

Sometimes it wafts a fragrance sweet

Or quite a foul odour makes.

The wind we cannot see

But we know when it’s around,

The evidence is stark and clear

As we hear its many sounds.

It may rustle through the trees

Or it may whistle along the wires,

Bits of paper oft disturbs

Or it may drive a lit-up fire.

The wind has many faces

But I will just describe a few

Like the wind that’s calm and cool

Or stirs the cold midnight dew.

It can snarl with an ugly face

As it creates strife for many a mile

Or cool down the midday heat

With a reassuring little smile.

It can create havoc on the seas

And send a ship adrift

Or it can simply fill a sail

And give a seafarer’s heart a lift.

It can play ripples on the ocean

Or rock a tourist to sleep,

The wind, it can get so terribly angry

And send a boat to the briny deep.

Yes the wind is air in motion

As we learned in the science class,

It’s caused by high and low pressures

And may move slowly or fast.

Besides our needed oxygen

And carbon dioxide for our plants,

It will spin the big wind turbines

And dry a dress or pants.

The wind can amuse little children

As their kites fill them with glee

But sometimes it can be quite horrible

When that kite ends up in a tree.

A mixed personality has the wind,

Perhaps even by-polar at times,

Right now it’s calm and reassuring,

Later it can leave you in a bind.

It can cause untold damage

As though full of revenge and hate

And later caress a hillside brow

As though they were on a date.

Sometimes we call it the air

And other times we name it the wind

Depending on the mood it’s in

Either of these we will likely rescind.

However, we praise God for the wind

Though destructive it can be,

We give Him thanks for its usefulness

And that up until now it is still free.

Stewart Russell © May, 2017