Zu Twa Szi

(Don't Mind Me I'm Just The Wind   - African saying)

Don't mind me
I'm just the wind
You can scream into me if you want
I'll just toss the sound around
until it wallows into melody

You can dry tears by me if you need
I'll just carry their saltiness back to the sea
You can try to keep me from your skin
with all the skill of a master builder
But I'll search out every opening there is
and rub against all your privacy
without a second thought

I have no manners
or morals
or modesty
or inhibitions
or judgments

I won't reveal your whispers
I'll dissolve them
I won't discuss your secret doings
I'll scatter them
 
I won't scorn your libidinous thoughts
I'll caress them
If you rail against me
or try to beat me with your fists
I'll just part like the Red Sea
and move to both sides
of where your fists have been

You can spit at me when you're angry
I'll just spray it back in your face
You see I'm just the wind

I don't hold your happiness when you laugh
Or your loneliness when you cry
I don't hold your anger when you scream

I'm just the wind, a traveler
With no baggage or destination
With nothing to see
and nowhere to be seen

Seemingly nothing

You are the absence of space
that merely hinders
my journey