Idiot Wind, Page 2

soft footfall
light touch
breath a whisper against my cheek
he arrives unannounced
unknowable
..............against my song his voice is music
..............against my soul his touch is Life

quick movement
strong passage
his presence moves the air with current
he resides all-purpose
all-giving
..............against my thoughts his mind is language
..............against my hope his love is Life

strange moments
familiar sentience
his entry is my voyage home
he gathers inviolate
inevitable
..............against my dreams his sleep is silence
..............against my heart his