A fierce wind blows hard and fast
across the tundra’s frozen mass
sliding down south furious and fast
like a feisty child on a slickened slide,
adult control no longer about,
tearing across a playground
with hearty shouts of glee –
I’m free! I’m free! I’m free!
It is a wondrous sight to see
bending, dancing trees in sway
holding tight squirrels’ nests
close to trees’ heaving chests.
The air is alive in ways we seldom see.
reminding us we, too, can be free.
We can cross the frozen, grieving miles
and dance again wreathed in smiles.
We can find a quickened pace
as wind lifts our feet into space
we once thought too weak to bear our weight.
Mother Nature reminds us of our place
in an ever-changing world whose race
to bring us safely round the sun,
with laughter, joy and fun
brings treasured moments of grace.
North wind reminds what we already know –
we….must…. just….let……….. go!
annarino writes 