by Larry Dixon

Itís evident that this element has been here before time
Is it all mine?
Just for me, this spring breeze seeping through my window
Maybe it is, maybe it isnít
What is it?
Composed of Oxygen
That feels so good when itís hot
But, hurts when its not
Sometimes it brings pain as a hurricane
Or, gloom as a monsoon
A typhoon is the perfect storm
Did it destroy the dinosaurs?
Itís much more than alight breeze
In springtime itís a tease
In autumn it carries the leaves
But, doesnít carry disease
Itís colorless, odorless, and tasteless
But so powerful
Itís invisible, but you know itís there
Because you can feel it, canít you?
It shakes you bones when itís cold
In the snow you get chills from it
You can conceal it for a minute
Is it the same wind that flows with the Nile River?
Did it deliver Columbus to America?
Is it the same wind that causes mass hysteria?
In the Sahara Desert 
Did it blow the nose off the Sphinx in Egypt?
Is it the same wind that caused the leaning Tower of Pisa?
Did it help create the continents on Earth?
Was it there when Mary gave birth?
If so, how?
Is it the same breeze I feel right now?

Wind by Larry Dixon

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