Soul Wind

Love is the wind of the soul.

It pushes and pulls so strong one moment,

And the next is merely a whisper.

It can be hot and passionate, as a summer’s gale

And yet cool, soothing, quiet, as an autumn breeze.

Unseen, but felt,

Building up, tearing down.

It blows us left and right, down unexpected paths

Sometimes into trouble, while we are blinded by its ferocity

Sometimes into havens of arduous joy.

This wind can never be tamed,

No matter how we strive to grasp it,

For it is the wind of the soul.

Author's Note

Quite honestly, I have no idea why or how I wrote this. I just did.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

This was a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing...:)

[Forever Hidden]

Woah. This is awesome Dream Hunter!
Simple, but very descriptive.

(Sorry.. I got stuck with your old name on here.. Sorry again)

[Dream Hunter]

Thanks! And I still go by Dream Hunter, I just couldn't decide which to put as my profile name, so it's fine.

[Forever Hidden]

Oh I see...
Did Jazy give you the bottles today?
Did you like them? Their a bit weird since the glitter sank to the bottom.. Sorry >.