Like the Wind

Like the Wind

by M. F. B. Porter

“Like the Wind” -- You call me.

Did you think I would sound like the wind?

Did you think that the wind would somehow embody my spirit?

Is my spirit like the wind?

“Like the Wind” -- You call me.

Do I blow away in the wind?

Was I supposed to be light as a feather on the wind?

Am I a feather or the wind?

“Like the Wind” -- You call me.

Am I angry like the wind?

Do I howl like the lonely wind?

Am I a wolf or the wind?

“Like the Wind” -- You call me.

Am I to take comfort in the wind?

Was I supposed to understand the wind?

Should I understand you or the wind?

“Like the Wind” -- You call me.

Am I soft like the wind?

Or is the wind harsh?

Am I soft or am I harsh?

“Like the Wind” -- You call me.

Was I supposed to keep secrets like the wind?

Or can an empty thing keep at all?

Is the wind empty, or am I?