Colour of the Wind
by David Palethorpe,
I can’t see the wind
But I know that it is there
I feel it upon my face
I feel it blowing through my hair
It changes with the seasons
Warm and cool and cold
It changes with direction
East, West, South and North
I know that it’s eternal
Whether a slight breeze or storm
The one thing that I wonder
Looking through these sightless eyes
Is that I can’t help wondering
What colour is the wind
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