Nothing so subtle and serene.
Just a silent day in a sea of perplexity and confusion.
The wind blowing against my face, & a voice whispering with every blow.
There's someone, somewhere trying to tell me something.
If only I could decipher this broken message in the wind.
I let the wind tug me and pull me to see if maybe it would lead me to where I need to be.
Yet somehow I always find myself lost in a familiar place.
When the wind blows, something grasps me and with every breath I take, I can feel it getting tighter and warmer.
Someone, somewhere...is there.
But where?
For a moment I stop and let the wind embrace me and I get this rush that makes every part of my body tingle and shiver.
Somehow I feel that they are near, but so irretrievable.
I feel that they know I am here, they know that I exist.
They just don't know that we are looking for each other.
The wind is so cold, so numbing, yet I feel their warmth and presence.
I know in my broken heart, that they're there somewhere trying to fix it.
This zephyr has my mind in a flurry and my heart in a flutter, but once it's gone...
I wish for more, because it gets me one step closer to finding what I have always known, and felt.
Then comes the tranquil and quiescent night.
The wind, still, and motionless, my heart desists from its constant beating as I lay in a sweet slumber.
Just to wake up to the same morning wind.