Welcome to Cozy Poetry Corner by Debra A Winter (Richter)

“The Secrets: Only the Wind Knows”

As the warm wind blows,

I am hiding; yet no one knows.

I see the sun is gently descending low,

Casting shadows, giving a warm glow.

Yet now and then I sneak a peek,

Looking around the corner, looking for what I seek.

With the scent of pine and freshly cut grass,

My secret is out there, waiting to be unmasked.

I see a dragonfly fluttering up and down;

It freely flutters even on the ground.

Dancing in the wind, going nowhere in particular.

Just flying to avoid the neighbor’s sprinkler.

As the gentle wind blows, the leaves rustle by,

Telling brief stories of how they fell from the sky.

In that gentle breeze, a beautiful feather floats on by;

It fell from a bird that was flying high above in the sky.

Yet, I’m still hiding from what I don’t know,

Only the wind knows when it gently goes.

What secrets lie within a breeze?

What truths are whispering through the trees?

I will never understand the secrets that they hold;

As I’m still hiding and will never know their gold.