Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Where the wind goes wishing


Where the wind goes wishing
by the wall, and I bide, listening,
for the fall, you find peace,
or not, is all.



4 comments:

Jonathan Chant said...

That final 'all' says everything.

Lovely poem, William.

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Jonathan.

Lorraine Renaud said...

i listen to, Fall, winter, silence, peace

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Lorraine.