Who Has Seen The Wind?

The life of this world is wind
Windblown we come, and windblown we go away.
All that we look on is windfall.
All we remember is wind.~Charles Wright

In the fallout of my repeating steps
lives are transformed. I don’t feel different
sitting with my windfall, doing my reps
in the dance of morning. The inference

now I’m a millionaire, I won’t settle
in squalor is felt by astute watchers.
Through all the crashing towers, my mettle
tested again and again. Plan botchers

or a heavy karmic debt, it’s all me.
I’ve tried, I’m here to stay. I cannot flee.
In neutral, I breathe serendipity
and manifest through doubt and fear debris.

Inspired by: Fallout, Repeating Steps, Serendipity and Astute.

Featured image: A 450+ year-old oak tree I communed with yesterday sends blessings.

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

6 thoughts on “Who Has Seen The Wind?”

  1. That is a beautiful tree! I love being in the woods surrounded by trees and wildlife. Nothing more relaxing and peaceful. Your poem is full of wonderful imagery and tells the truth. A windfall is great but it brings its own hardships and problems and does not always bring happiness.

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  2. I can relate and need to remember…. I won’t settle in squalor. I’ve paid my dues, and still pay a little extra here and there, breathing serendipity and manifesting good things on the way!

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