The Wind And I Poem by Daniel Brick

I sought a friendship with the wind.
I felt it already existed in my soul,
but soul-depths kept us far away
from each other. I hoped to attain
a space we could inhabit together, I hoped
for wide open spaces we could wander at will.
How does a mere human being summon something
so vast? I merely stood at the center
of a circle I imagined into being. A gentle
touch made me turn my head to the left: a dry,
brittle bush was there, a moment passed, and
the skeletal bush suddenly soared into green
abundance. It flourished before me. I knew then
what Wordsworth had tried to teach me through verse:
Nature's Soul overspreads time and place. The wind had answered my summons without hesitation or delay.
Her gestures blessed me and displayed her
welcoming "YES" to our friendship in touch
and truth. Henceforth, we travel the earth as one being.