Wind Poem by AHO Speaks

Wind is the platform to carry my words
To fly them aloft, as it does for the birds.
The wind is between gracious and strength
Between softness and a caress; brought to great length.

The wind is my friend and also my lover
A reflection of the mystic and certainly the other.
My first words to describe would be gentle or perhaps mean
The third as a purveyor of every living scene.

My wind carries water, gives water and moves water
So gentle and loving; like the sky and our earthly daughter.
The wind can whisper, howl and blow
It can move a slip of paper or a ten ton boat; you know.

Does the wind rcognize another wind by its face?
Does the wind move from place to place?
Does the wind bring back sights or events
Is the wind told where to go; or is it just sent?

Does the wind whistle for I have heard it so
Can the wind sing a song, or we just don't know?
Well dear wind your almost my beloved one
O' Yes; are an earthly daughter or an earthly son? .