Love – like the wind

flows right through you..

all feeling,

yet untouchable

strong, carefree, uplifting,

Yet invisible..

except to the heart that is shaped whole or left with holes

slowly hammered apart..

yet the breeze keeps blowing this way

Let it take you

To the highest highs

let your heart rise..

though all to soon

the wind may shift direction

and the lowest lows somehow show at their own discretion..

let the gust carry you into the storm..

the gale always builds a tale of its’ own..