Four Winds

by Phil Laws   May 13, 2016


What a day
I feel the cool breeze on my sweat
One wind; of four, the king
The sun is set
I feel the warmth of my loving
Summers heat, no regret
The wind is lifting everything up
Stealing dried up sheets from the trees
Of four, lifting up
Uplifting, until it's joy frees
Happy to watch it change
Until it's cold
And the wind is too cold
Though not as my hates breath
For I am colder than the bright blanket
That covers the earth with death
The wind brings down the rain of my sorrows
The tears that fight off hatred and hide death
For life to borrow
The wind of renewal
Brings back a rainbow
In the sky and all around
That I may feel the breeze on my skin
Cooling the redness
Once again

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  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    Hi, i liked the references to different weathers especially as they reflect your mood within the piece or so I think.

    The sun shining down upon us can make us all abit happier, then the storms come and we feel sadder. Like in winter and the blues.

    For I am colder than the bright blanket
    That covers the earth with death
    The wind brings down the rain of my sorrows
    The tears that fight off hatred and hide death
    ^^
    I love this part because we have all likely been there feeling colder than the breeze and sorrowful for it. I know I have.

    The wind of renewal
    Brings back a rainbow
    ^^
    Also love this bit because after everything there is always a silver lining (hopefully) every storm brings out the rainbow. Love the imagery throughout.

    Em

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