Violent storms a-brew
The cardinal sings it's somber tune
As the air swerves around in the circling sky
Meets gods demand for winds to blow high.....
Trees Bend and twist at its might
For animals fear the destructive sights
Their homes are perplexed by the winds blithe
Watch it howl as white caps built high
Waves that wash over the shores
With wind pound the beach ever so kind....
Wind that flows on my skin
Giving me chill bumps I could not comprehend
I put on clothes to shield its chills
That ever caress my broken battered bones
Push me away from this somber tune
Did the wind do just before high noon.......