Wind in my face
wind at my back
swirling
jostling
touchless coddling
how small am I
how insignificant am I
why does the wind bother with me
proving simply that I am alive?
don’t want to turn in
desperate stillness indoors
stiffling
suffocating
just breathe…
jostle me some more
feel something external
lend me some vigour
push my feet
let me back out
to feel alive
be one with the elements
bow with the trees
bend with the grass
let it shape me how it will
you can have the sun
take the rain
keep the snow
wind is all I want to know
send me sounds
send me scents
speak to me in whispers
howl at me
interrupt that sound track
bring me back