Wind whipping through branches.
Trees cheer, salute, dance into twilight.
My breath catches, holds, wisps away.
Moment to moment is what holds, shapes,
contains, expanding time-space.
Nervous laughter, diaphragm jumps.
Interpretation:  deadening or delight?
Wind has Her say, speaks in eloquence,
wanton destruction on an exhilarating ride.
Wind laughs heartily, nothing denied.
Mind, matter, heart, soul caught in time-space
breathes wind with Her ancient knowledge,
newly minted secrets,
wilding ways.