The breeze does blow,
The air is sweet, clears the mind.
The day is beautiful. Not still or smothered.
Watch in awe as the wind builds,
rotating to fury.
Mesmerized by the sight.
Stop and stare. Fury all around.
Smashing houses like a swirling twig.
Ignore the danger.
Watch the supremacy.
We are only pawns. We can’t
Deny or change God and nature.
…by Mary M. Forbes