Listen to the Wind

Leaf in the Wind

Wind blows
whispering secrets
outside my window
Wake up, listen
there is work to be done
Watch the leaves
scampering across the grass
going to their final resting place
amidst the trees in the ravine
there they will return
to Mama Earth
there they will feed
the next generation
Feel the change in the air
no longer moist and heavy
now dry
almost a sense
of an electrical charge
clasps at my sinuses
making me aware
of every in drawn breath
Wake up 
to the world around
There is so much more
than the crazy on tv
than the antics 
of those "in charge"
Remember
control is always
an illusion
only granted
by cooperation
of all involved
Listen to the wind
it tells us 
this too shall pass.

Poetry