you can't see the wind but for the trees
the wind is an open-throated sigh
exasperated
the weather is the weather is the weather
the agitation in the air is catching
the tops of trees sway from their knees
their leaves holding on tight
insisting, resisting
like the pressure of a crowd
no one thing is in charge
hope the roots are strong
we’ll know before long
Have been thinking how do you write the wind? Thank you for this.
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