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A gust of wind whispers in the air;
kissing cheeks,
caressing hair.
This gentle element gives warnings to beware;
In the world nothing will care.
Curious mind's imagine what's there;
always hoping to see a breath of air.
Know the wind is everywhere;
with many secrets waiting to share.
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Mysterious and meaningful.
At first I thought that it was only the three first lines that were good, that the rest was just there to rhyme, but when I re-read it I found a deeper meaning, other than it's pretty.
The wind can spread knowledge and there's curious minds who seek that knowledge. Minds who one day can find it.
The poem both takes hope away with 'In the world nothing will care.' but then it gives it back. Because that truth is only one of many.
This is good, so good that it makes me wish you add a line or ten.
