I have vanished like the wind
that circles around a windmill
never returning back
but going outward
pushing birds in flight
rising
so that I may touch
the deep blue sky
with my golden wings
dipping...
to get a better view
below
I have vanished like the wind
that blows white dandelions
in the air
so that I may be silhouetted by the sun
when I am kissed by light
I now float
with anticipation...
seeking a resting place
somewhere in the ground
planting myself again
where I can be loved
by the sun and the rain...
until another breeze takes me again....
I have vanished like the wind
out of sheer necessity
from your silence
forcing me to move on
pushing upward...
always now,
around the stars
and the moon...
I have vanished from your silence
I am blowing in the wind
waiting to be loved again.