Exceptional Free verse Natural Light : Wind Chimes by estory

If I should become the sound of wind chimes, The wind chime music on the porches of summer afternoons, Describing the movements of a sunflower breeze And the wakes of the hulls of the ships of the clouds, What song would I sing to the listeners, The listeners watching the bluebirds on the wing In the thousands of back yard gardens Traversed in one, single, soft breath of wind Turning the tails of the rooster weathervanes And turning the tails of the rooster weathervanes again Until the rooster tails turn the sky into the colors Of the fading rose of September twilights If I should become the sound of wind chimes, I would ring each time a star appeared Echoing in the wide emptiness of the skies And echoing in the wide emptiness of the skies Until there was nothing left but the wind Author Notes This is another in my series of wind poems, along with In The Wind's Imaginations and Wind on Wind. I tried to capture the sense of the turning tails of the rooster weather vanes, the sound of the wind chimes, and the upbeat moment of experiencing the beauty and the freedom and the expanse of nature. I suppose what is really beautiful about it is the expanse, and then the ending, where you just drift away into the Spirit. estory

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