Traveler's Wind Air

   Traveler’s Winds- Air

Listen to the invisible winds: calling out,  in her native ritual; as she passes by, though, in a moment of conversation, a whisper beckons mysteries; seek and follow, this ever-changing

duration.

Through your inner being she moves, 

where she goes, no one knows: she flows

As a ballerina on tippy toes.

Engraved and gathered, she collects the very air  we breathe and leaves no wisp untold:

She comes like one sent, with a distinct movement, every time:  think with me for a while.
Heaven's scent: calm,  until she becomes ferocious.

Her present, circular reproductive energy formation without a trace: 

Although we’ve never seen each other.

She sends me shivering undercover.

And I keep her hiding from being discovered.

That doesn’t mean we can’t coexist;

Chase and catch her breeze:

You’ll come full circle if you believe.