Wind Spirits
Wind spirits howl angrily
Swiftly bearing down from heaven
In the broiling darkness laden with motion
And random direction
Beating against the windows, doors and walls
Seldom they come
Stirring up trouble
Tipping over trash cans and knocking down awnings
Blowing dust
by Hugh M. Lewis
Seasons
Odd Ends: Perennial Poesy along the Way
2005
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