General Poetry posted April 2, 2016

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for the poet group on forum

A chapter in the book Prosetry

Wind

by jusylee72

The time was far away when the past was new I was but a thought in my parents dreams a flitter, a small movement of air that their love created the day I was born it rained and the clouds burst with lightning and my mother screamed in pain I was not her first child the labor wasn't as long and when I came into this world my name was spoken Wind I was small but my cry was loud and my mothers eyes filled with love and sadness she had too much wisdom she knew that life would challenge me but she nursed me with love I grew into a young huntress ready to fight the world and cherish the world I was a force that could not be tamed not a silent wind not a dangerous wind a fierce determined wind that would blow across life with the desire to change it I picked up the earth and threw it in the air I gently cooled the older women and comforted them  my desire to spread the seed of the flowers caused the corn to grow and my people to prosper and not suffer when other tribes had no food or shelter but just as all who are both good and evil I too was struck down by a selfish, jealous woman who wanted to lead not follow that day I was tricked into believing her goodness so I followed her into the darkness and she struck me down with her evil stories I fell into her trap She buried me underground where the air did not move and the wind did not nurture me I escape slowly from the earthen grave one slight breeze at a time it is rumored throughout the tribe that when they feel a soft warm wind it is me calling from the sadness of my grave letting them know that I will find a way to escape the earth and return to them

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