Zips of wind

          Just the simple awe of listening to the wind howl
against my car, truly amazing. So gentle is the curve
over my lips.

         Such a whispered calm settling over my senses.
The kindness of a child engulfed in loving, warm
arms.

         Oh how silly the steps are as the mind sends
chills to beckon for stars. So clear is the radiance
falling upon opened doorways. Ah so forced
is the necessity of me, of pure joy following in
line.

        Hold on. Hold tight. Cling for all and know
that the words are echoing all that is heard. Once more
the sirens are found and the quickest turnings are
raw.

        A low howl blends within and stirs the giggles
to the top. So pleasant are the letters, dancing across
the page down to paper. Ah so open, so willing.

         Are you happy? Are you listening to the wind,
hearing the pulls of beauty waiting to be folded
upon you? Are you?

        I smile as I restart my car. Listening, enjoying
the deep love given. So will I hold a warm memory?
Yes.

         Will you?