For those of us who
think too much imagine
where the wind has gone
it's
old journey far and long
pushing
between city streets expand
or
blowing freely across desolate land
Running
up mountainous peaks
causing
body's of water to drown the weak
think
of the power and then
When the wind blows
Imagine
for a moment that the wind could remove
A
thought or a feeling that you disapprove
Imagine
your thought a tumbleweed
rolling
away leaving you freed
Just
stand still as the wind rushes by
face
the wind and close your eyes
Be
willing, let go, as it takes flight
cause
holding on will create a kite
Surface
the feelings or thoughts in your mind
For
the wind is known to take what it finds.
Sheila Downs 3-00
Copyright
©2001 Sheila Downs
It's
not what you eat that causes ulcers;
It's
what's eating you.