Brian’sPoems

The Wind Blows for a Reason

The wind blows for a reason.
It’s persistence unnerves me.
The invisible swells and crashes
whistle around every corner,
penetrate every crack.

The wind and gravity pulling together
deplete my resistance
while picking up the scattered pieces
of my lazy certitude,
before cornering me inside my head.

Some people fear silence,
but it is the pounding wind
which distresses and confronts me.
I hunker down to hold my ground,
waiting for the gales to become a whisper.