In these times of strong winds, a poem to reflect on the wildness of nature and the wind in particular. "Ruach" is a Hebrew word meaning wind, spirit, breath. This poem tries to capture all three meanings.
[The painting above is by Lucy A. Synk, ©, and her professional email address: lucy@lucysynkfantasyart.com]
Ruach
Strong winds, and endless rain
The wind blows where it will
Rain as tears, in thunder, pain
But eye of storm, so very still
Stars creep out, a cloudy sky
The wind blows where it will
A world in pain, whistling cry
But this wild song can thrill
Blizzards bringing hail and snow
The wind blows where it will
Sky is black, just fleeting crow
But the sun is rising over hill
The wind blows wild, and never tame
Both bringer of dread, and hearts aflame
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