Song Of The Wind Poem by Tom Courtney

I am all around you
I have never left
You know I am in and out of your house
every chance I get
up and down your alleyways
without a thought of yours or mine
I seek out the remotest spots on earth
and inhabit them
You will find me there
at long last in your trek

I am wandering and searching
like you in a manner
I look for a change in the weather
some imbalance in the pressure
my invitation to come rushing in
You may see me as nature itself
and it's only natural for me,
enforcing and obeying the laws the same
I am the wind

Always in motion
You cannot still me
though I am captured in every shape and form
I am permanent in the quality of my transience
Where could we meet for a talk?

We have a lot of catching-up to do
You haven’t spoken to me
in a very long time
though I sing you to your rest most every night
You could take a moment off the pace
step aside and sniff the air

I am often thought to be the lonely one
a solitary presence that is true
But I am very much at one with myself
and require no other why should I?
It is you who seeks a partner
It is your nature more than mine but
You can speak to me any time
you know

Shall I take the blame
for not calling on you of late?
Perhaps you say I haven’t blown the leaves
swirled them across your yard just so
or swayed the tall and tender grasses
bent the slender trees along the shore
Shall we say I’ve been remiss?

Though I blew across the coral reef
My mighty waves tore the roof
off of the ocean floor?

When I hung slack
you thought I wasn't there?
You sat in heavy traffic
I let your sweat come pouring out?

Perhaps it is I then?
I need to ride cool
across the moisture of your skin?
Bring you clouds in all their seasons?
Push your kites high into the sky?
Stir life out of every bud and blossom?

I am doing what i can in my way
though you may not think it

I know a time
You stretched and raised your tiny hands towards the sky
You danced and laughed
just because I felt so good
You used to call me friend
then when your little arms were wings
your body the frame of a great jet plane
and you soared across the skies upon me
We touched hearts high above the city
far beyond all care and worry

And so it goes with you? Yes
and so and so for now?
I see you have engagements more pressing
and you have found communion
with another more like yourself
you think than I?

So if you miss my song this time
we'll meet again
another day when you're not so busy
some day when you’ve got more time
and you'll think of me
We'll meet again
old friends
in our good time

Perhaps you'll gaze up high upon the mountains
and there I’ll lie
or perhaps I will surprise you
there in your old coat pocket