Wind

I bare no teeth when I bite,
I am a force with no body in sight.
I will force you to take a step in retreat,
and in the darkest of night I will steal your heat.
I coil and roll over all the land that comes before me,
and I will ripe all the dieing leaves from winter tree.
I will freeze water that will remain stale without the sun,
and will leave a lasting impression when all my blowing is done.
Trees and branches will bend when I blow with my might,
and you all shall huddle in my cold embrace from fright.
I have beaten down rocks that have remain since the dawn of time,
I bend people’s will and crumble cities for it my lasting crime.
I carry pollution from land to land,
For at some times I am the arm of death’s hand.
I cannot be stopped by anyone alive,
and you need I just to thrive.
Capture my power and use it if you can,
for in the truest of energy I am the master plan.
I am internal just like you need to feel me,
for I am wind a being you can never see.

Written By
Robert Lee Niswander
Copyright 2005