West wind blows, free and unfettered-
No complexities nor responsibilities plague it.
Carefree and wild, roaming the land,
It strokes the gold edged clouds
As though its God-given right
Dropping wild kisses in unpatterned reverence and exuberance,
Indiscriminately
Leaving everywhere memories of its glorious presence
Yet no tangible evidence.
Wild rover. I wish to emulate you.