When the Wind

Like the space that holds the wind,

keep your ideas flexible.

All your thoughts, 
keep them open to her direction in

the whisper of willows,

the rustle of ragweed,

the rush of wings,

static of leaves,

soft embrace,

the stagnant silence.

Don't ignore the details,

for the language of now

is how the wind speaks.

Now,

what does she say 
to you?