Wind I cannot see.
Blowing leaves hint where to look
Wind howls, leaves no doubt.
poetrybyheart.me
Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
Recent Comments
Andrea Stephenson on Re Turnjng poetrybyheart.me@poe… on Re Turnjng Pleasant Street on Re Turnjng poetrybyheart.me@poe… on Re Turnjng Pastor Kris on Re Turnjng
poetrybyheart.me 
Aha, very clever! The wind can have such an impact on the world and yet it is unseen… I like this haiku.
Thanks, Christy.
Very nicely written. Describes it perfectly. 🙂
Many thanks. 🙂
Just love the complexity here that the word leaves manages to create for me in this poem.
Happy Days Kathy.
Thanks. The two “leaves” were unintentional and then I left them in. Glad you like it.