In the Utamed Wind

Look for me in the clouds,
white and fluffy slowly
gliding across God’s
azure skies.

Listen to the rain drops fall,
and within I shall call.

Look for small dust devil
scurrying across the ground,
within I can be found.

Listen for me in the
untamed wind, as it
whistles, rustles,blows
around the bend.

Look for a shiny dewdrop
in the early morn, on a
rose petal… I’ll be reborn.

Listen to the lonely wolf
howl and think of me,
your old friend and pal.

Look for that first budding leaf
in the springtime, on the old oak
tree, that’ll  be me.

Listen for the eagle’s cry,
on the gossamer wings of
an Angel I shall fly.

Look for a brightly colored sea shell
lying on that white sandy beach,
and listen, from with it I shall ring
a bell.

As long as you have sight and
sound, you shall know that I’ll
always be around.

Your friend from within…
will forever live in the
untamed wind.

Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2004

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