Belonging
I bend easy, like a willow, swaying in
every direction, never favoring
East over West. I am hungry for
all direction, feasting on the luxurious winds
that pick me up and carry me from the storms of
inexperience to the gentle breeze of wisdom.
Though, I snap as sharp as winter pea
skin, frost bitten by the breath of the season
when they try to take me.
They say I belong with them in the East, where
the sun rises just to shine its Gold on me.
They say I belong to the West and
the colours of their underground sunsets.
Some say I belong for them to share,
for them to grant my freedom,
and they do not understand that I belong
only to the wind.
Posted on December 9, 2012, in Poetry and tagged Breeze, encouragement, enlightenment, freedom, gentle, going with the flow, inspiration, Passion, Peace, poetry, Seasons, storms, Wind, writing. Bookmark the permalink. 32 Comments.
Lovely words, images and thoughts.
BEAUTIFUL,…………….and peaceful,…….
wonderful, I’m 65 and I still relate. I love your style.
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Posted on December 9, 2012
Thank you for the nomination!! <3 That means a lot, my friend!
Likwe this poem. A clear expression of a very personal feeling.
Thank you very much, Mr. Miller.
“…and they do not understand that I belong
only to the wind.”
Beautiful!
It is an exquisite piece that is incredibly moving and touching on so many different levels.
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I think you belong to Heave.. I believe it will come soon with jesus.
What a gift with words you have. Freedom to touch down East, West, North or South, but no one get’s all of you, as you belong to the wind. Lovely!
Beautiful, but I vote for the east!
Beautiful ~ dreamy ~ lilting ~ wonderful
Extraordinary imagery and wordplay ~ love it MaggieMae
Like a lone tree in the field in winterstorm.
Wonderful poem! Thank you.
Beautiful To Elegant Extremes
Wonderful writing, I am enjoying your awesome texts!
btw Maggie, you have a gift of expression. Lucky girl.
Great poem. I loved these two lines.
that pick me up and carry me from the storms of
inexperience to the gentle breeze of wisdom.
Pure emotion
Lovely poem!
Your sentiments are expressed so passionately … very beautiful.
nothing like a dose of Maggie poems. my day is complete
Will of the wisp…, you belong to yourself with promises to none. Great write !!!
Paul
Excellent piece
That’s a wonderful poetry, Maggie! Loved it
WHeeeew! This is beautiful, and I can relate. I’m riding a gentle breeze of wisdom right now. Don’t know yet where it’ll lead. It’s an adventure
December 9th was my birthday and your poem perfectly summed up my years on this planet. Thank you for a lovely birthday gift.
You speak of wind like a lover. It’s the only thing that can hold you.
The ONLY!!!
I’m the same way hon.