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Keeper Of The Wind

By Fife4

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

I am keeper of the wind. Guardian of the breeze. I cause the grass to bend, And trees to flail their leaves. I draw pictures in the ocean And make sculptures in the sand. The wind is my tenure. It is mine to command. And when the time comes For God to let me die, My soul shall ride the wind Across the clear, blue sky. I shall travel 'round the world Try and reach for the moon. I will be the hurricane, Tornado and typhoon. But until that time, I shall stay on the earth And I alone shall know The value of my worth. Written March 16th, 2002 © on Mar 16 2002 05:08 AM PST   17 • 0 • 13

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