Life, Love and Wind

"All love stories are the same", I hear
Love hurts, heals, bores
Life happens
Love become friendship, routine
All blend into one

Life throws me up in the air
Love talks to me
“I’m the All and the Nothingness
The Wind, not the air
Windows and doors, senses resigned
Locked rooms, locked mind”

But I’m open to love!
“The Wind is made of air
There’s air in your home
But it’s closed
Dusty furniture, paintings ruined
Mold stains the walls
You’ll keep breathing
You’ll know a part of me
But I’m not part, I’m All
And that, you’ll never know”

I look around, dust and mold everywhere
I have no choice but to open the windows
The Wind comes, blows it all away

I hold fast to my memories
Protect what I think is mine
But all is gone
And I was left empty

And because I was empty
The Wind brings new things
Unheard sounds
Unknown people
Unthought truths

The Wind brings me Life
And through my emptiness
Brings the All
That’s when I meet the Love

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