She turns and faces the warm, dry, pulsating air.
It tussles in her hair and caresses her cheek;
Tickling as it passes and swifts across her skin.
She smells the wind that carries the scent of the world;
A world she has never seen or walked upon.
Deeper and deeper her lungs open and close
To grasp as much of this foreign friend as she can.
Inhaling the tiny specs of souvenirs from around the globe;
Exhaling and remembering that she can’t go with her own breath.
Jealous of the wind’s liberty to go wherever the sky takes it.
Wishing to be carried off into the unknown.
The horizon winks at her as the sun goes to bed.
She dances with the wind as it flails her about.
In blissful craze, she howls and sings to her friend under the moon!
Trees encore; arms raised for another round of her show.
Cheering and waving their branches as they see
The reunion of the dreamer and her dream.
It will soon be time for the wind to leave.
The finale of this great performance ending with a still moment of silence.
Oh, how she mourns and dreads the quiet as her friend travels away!
How her eyes longingly stare into the tail of this magnificent swirl.
The trees are whispered to sleep as the wind departs.
The horizon begins to open its eyes once more.
The day awaits to receive the dreamer in the wind.
Copyright 2020
Maddie J.