The Wind
Location
The smell of smoke lingers in the air
Blowing towards the crack longing for freedom
to escape its beholder
I am the smoke looking for a place to go
To grow.
I can fly with the wind and
Dawdle around one place
Till I am picked up to move along
to travel a path that has many obstacles
But always blowing down whats in the way
Or making a beautiful disaster
Whenever I go
Causing somebody to fall for someone else
Because thats all the wind does
Is blow.
Greeting people and sending them elsewhere
to land where they need to be
I can be a tornado
Crushing the innocent in my wrath to destroy
Or I can fill people with smiles as
I fly their kites in the sky
Lifting them even higher
I cand sed them on their way
to great destiny
Always looking to help
I am holding your hand and moving your hair
I am brushing against your lips
The lips that only an angel should be able to wear
I am the wind