Cole Thomas Mountain Sunrise Catskill 1826 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The wind was roaring
around the door
It would blow all night .
It had before.
The seeker stared at the window,
she could not believe her eyes.
The wind was blowing kisses
……what a huge surpise!!!
She wrapped her cloak about her
just as she went to gather
the kisses and bring them in.
She filled a great big basket.
Then she filled a bin.
The kisses came from everywhere.
The place names were written on the lips.
The smiles kissed
the palms of her hands
and her finger tips.
She danced in the wind
gathering the whole night through.
She laughed as she danced
until it was the morning light blue.
She sat on a rock
bone weary from the task.
She gathered the kisses
carried them on her back.
She took them to the old ones
who were ill and sat alone.
She took them to the young ones
with their faces glued to the phone.
She took the kisses everywhere
where there had been some discontent.
The kisses filled the hearts
with love everywhere she went.
The people wanted to thank her…
oh yes, I know its true.
But she simply said,
“Thank the ones,
who sent their love
whose kisses
filled the bin.
Thank the ones, dear hearts,
who sent kisses on the wind
with unconditional love for you.”
Mountain sunrise (Photo credit: Greg Gladman)
