I stop walking
The wind pushes against my back
Telling me to move forward
I look behind me
The wind blows in my face
Telling me not to look back
I rake some leaves into a pile
The wind scatters them
Telling me to leave them be
I blow a kiss
The wind takes it
Telling me it will reach the one I love
I cry
The wind dries my tears
Telling me it will all be ok
I whisper a secret
The wind listens
Telling me it will keep it safe
I get angry
The wind soothes me
Telling me it's not worth it
Whatever I do
The wind reacts
Telling me what I need to hear.
~Jocelyn Sullivan~
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