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Before the wind has blown by

Updated on April 20, 2015

A taste of this air that pasts me by, time really flies,

When I open my eyes to the rise of the sun light, so bright, but a sight to see,

To feel this sensation, and be alive and along for the ride, I can't close these eyes,

And when I breathe this life that surrounds me, I feel free,

To reach high in the sky, and hold this moment as long as I can,

But to understand that as a man I have to learn how to let things go,

Even when the plan seems to be, I sometimes must enjoy the air from a fan,

Where will this wind blow, because I would like to go, even if I had to be a john doe.


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      Along with the wind 2 years ago from colorado

      Thanks! I love you work as well!

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      Neetu M 2 years ago from Pennsylvania, USA

      You are most welcome, Kelvin. :)

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      Along with the wind 2 years ago from colorado

      Thank you so much wordswithlove!

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      Neetu M 2 years ago from Pennsylvania, USA

      Lovely thoughts of the fleeting nature of things that simply blow away, Kelvin. Your poem reminds me of a famous line "...kiss joy as it flies; live in eternity's sunrise" by William Blake.

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      The Examiner-1 2 years ago

      Your verse is lovely Kelvin. We all must open our eyes to the sun and acccept the wind - when it is not too strong. A hurricane or tornado is not acceptable because they are damaging winds.

      I voted it up, shared and pinned it.

      Kevin

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      Along with the wind 2 years ago from colorado

      Thank you very much for reading!

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      Janis Leslie Evans 2 years ago from Washington, DC

      Your poem flows like the wind you speak of, interesting twist at the end. My favorite line: "I sometimes must enjoy the air from a fan." I appreciate the message you offer here, Kelvin, voted up and interesting. Always a pleasure.