Constant Wind

She blows around and through me.

Day and night, night and day ~ always constant!

Oh, here she is now ~ beside me.

But wait!  There she goes ~ in front of me.

I feel her circling around me now ~ she's behind me.

She moves with such ease and gentleness.

For it is her call ~ to be there  ~

For my wellbeing.

I can't help but wonder how she does it so well.

This poem is about: 
Me

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