Saturday, 26 July 2014

Poem: The Wind by Andy Howells

The Wind

Am I content?
Walking these roads and paths
Uncertain of where I’m arriving?
Is the sky content?
The clouds are still but are dark
And what of the river?
It continues to move
Never remaining still
And the grass
It sways from side to side
And you ask me am I content?
When there is a love I yearn for
And an aching in my heart
The wind may blow against me
But it can’t touch the feelings within
I know the one called my saviour
But where is the loved one he promised?
And again you ask me
Am I content?

Andy Howells, 1993, 2009

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