Blowing in the wind

Wind is for circulating

the things in life that need to

keep on the move.

It's for sweeping clean

the odd bit that

doesn't quite fit; 

that

looks at you questioningly

and says 

What am I doing here?

It's for moving the

chi around the earth;

for swirling it through

the trees and the grasses;

for caressing a baby's cheek

and playing with 

your cat's whiskers.

The wind blows through

my hair and gives me the

gift of consciousness -- the

gladness of knowing there's more

on this planet than

Me.