the wind dances
Whirling devilish trance
tosses a boat like a softball
the sea waves foamy froth
blasting down the canyon glen
through the desert again
the wind flies kites high
hanging in the sky
Through the rain and sleet
against window panes it beats
gentle in summer
and harsh on the winter freeze
driving away the saddest
of pains
wind swirling water in the lakes
the fall leaves surf the earth
while bushes glow golden thrones
winds love to sails ships
at sea like the Great Barry Lee