Wind Poem by Kurt Beard

The wind outside howls
The deep groan of the lost
A false wale of the search for peace
The power fills every corner of the earth
Searching for what it can't find
Searching for the rest
The peace of stillness
The joy brought by calm
The wind batters the trees
And pushes at the homes
It is condemned to wander and screech
In an instant silence
Stillness brought forth from nothing
A state of unknown calm
A hush from the sky
Be still and know