A poem I made

Soulful wind

The soulful wind knows your kin.

Knows every atom on your "intelligent" skin.

Aware of our gentle sins.

Cleaning your air in every moment of despair.

She isn't to know, but she isn't to fear.

She shows who she'll love and who she'd despise.

She leaves the un-cleansed with the abyss in their eyes.

It's they who live off of taking your chime.

She's there for those who try.

Soulful wind will always be missed.

By those who ignore her warming bliss.

It's their loss, she knows.

But is it a loss if they can't see what they've sown?

Only she knows.

The soulful wind moves swiftly and fast.

Brings the biggest being to their last gasp.

Always seen but is overlooked.

She lives within a few who treasures her nooks.

Oh dear, those who have her only cry.

For them, only physical loneliness lies.

She's there with her gentle touch.

You'll meet her when you've seen enough.

If you're aware.... that's her love.

Maryam.M.J 

2022.