The Wind: a Fleeting Fantasy

On a cold autumn day I hear her scream

It sends shivers down my spine

It frightens me

She is the wind

A fleeting fantasy:

As I lie asleep in bed

Her breeze soothes my stormy soul

It comforts me

She is the wind

A fleeting fantasy:

As I look her in the eye

My heart begins to pound

Inspiring me

She is as the wind

A fleeting fantasy:

Once was two and still in diapers

Soon to be nine delivering papers

Where has the time gone

She is as the wind

A fleeting fantasy:

Twenty-one a college kid

Away from home only to see semesters mid

Still my son

He is as the wind

A fleeting fantasy:

On the bed aged eighty-three

Here I an old man weep

On bended knee

Her body soon to forever sleep

In the earth’s stomach to always keep

She was as the wind

A fleeting fantasy:

What is man

What is body

But a temp’ral shell

To the immortal soul:

What is fantasy

What is reality

Will one ever know:

My son, my daughter squander not

Waste not your time

For you are as the wind

A fleeting fantasy

Soon just a memory

Blessings,
Joseph Elon

———————–Interpretation——————————-

Stanzas one and two define the wind. These stanzas give definition for the rest of the poem. They show the winds fickleness, and temporariness. Stanza three can refer to a relationship situation gone awry or loss of someone special. Stanza four and five refer to the narrators children. Stanza six refers to the narrators deceasing wife. This is the story part of the poem.

Stanza seven and eight asks the meaning of life. This is the journey part of the poem.We all are on this journey of finding the meaning of life. Stanza nine gives the explanation and moral of the poem this is the moral tie between the story and the question, it gives the story a meaning and the question its partial answer.

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About LovExpressed

My name is Joseph Elon Lillie VI (that's right the sixth). I am a junior in college. I have learned we spend so much time caught complaining and focusing on things that don't matter so the things that matter slip through our fingers like water. when it comes to what matters, I have learned that nothing matters to me as much as love, hope, and faith. These things keep me focused on the goal. I have had good times where I was happy, and I have had times of despair; but my blessing has always outweighed the sorrow that I have felt. I am currently in the middle of my first novella. Enjoy the journey with me as I discover the things that really matter in life.
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