Elegance Poem by Linda Mary Rachel Haungs

I wish to dance in the night, with
the wind..To feel its shear pick me up,
cooling down my mind from the warmth of the day.
Breezes washing me, skirting around me..
swirling winds as gentle as a rose petal,
lifting me inside, guiding me...I have to wonder
though...how do I see the wind, better yet, how
to paint the wind, what color might it be?
Oh...
Like a tiny bird, with broken wing, the
dance of the wind, ah...it heals me...
completely...it holds a mystery for me...