Beltane Air
It flows through Earth
Like blood in our veins.
Raging forward
With coldness inside.
Through the harshness
Of a winterworld.
It sends the loneliness
By our side.
The invisible bringer of bitterness.
As lakes iced over it howls through the night.
Spiralling, turning and swirling around.
The breath of our world on unstoppable flight.
Raging forward with darkness inside.
It also sends freedom by our side.
Creating the impenetrably cope
But gives motion for our sails of hope.
The wind captures the feelings inside.
Blizzards torture with merciless bites.
The raging air stings when we breathe.
Unleashed storm evokes sorrow and grief.
The forests are cloaked in a coating of snow.
Also a shadow rose around the soul.
When we pulse is only a weak and slow call.
The wind has given beauty at all.
The wind freezes tears to spikes.
From water to ice to dew of our eyes.
A captured moment, a picture of pain.
Expressions for a little more time regained.
The wind captures the feelings inside.
Blizzards torture with merciless bites.
The raging air stings when we breathe.
Unleashed storm evokes sorrow and grief.
