You call me the wind, I am the wind

You call me the wind

As the wind calls to you

Overwhelming, I whisper

To you, the wind be true 

None could pulse, pour or gust as I 

For I am the wind 

Through leaves of grass and the raven's wing

Though I have swept the hemisphere

None will decant such as you

Concentric swirls led me to your soul

Which resides encased

Only to be touched 

By the wind

I am

A burst

The tall

The wind 

I am 

Wind 

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