Traveler's Winds

    Traveler’s Winds- Air

Listen, to the invisible winds: calling out,  in her native ritual; as she passes by, through, in a moment of conversation, whisper, beckons mysteries; seek and follow, this ever-changing

duration.

Through  your inner being she moves, 

where she goes no one knows: she flows

As a ballerina on tippy toes.

Engraved, and gather she collects the very air  we breathe and leaves no wisp untold:

She comes like one sent, with a different movement, every time:  think with me for a while.
Heaven scent: calm,  until she becomes ferocious.

Her present, circular reproductive energy formation without a trace: 

Although we’ve never seen each other.

She sends me shivering undercover.

And I keep her hiding from being discovered.

That doesn’t mean we can’t coexist;

Chase and catch her breeze:

You’ll come full circle if you believe.