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The Usher

Photo taken from Public Domain Pictures & Artistically Altered.

Jinn of Wind

The wind bears no animosity
nor is it fickle
inherently

as appearances
are always in flux

though transformative it will be
ushering in both life
and death

for the Anemoi brings forth
all seasons
in turn

where one day the breadth of it
blows clear the darkest clouds

emanating life giving sun
sweet scented
flowers
erupting

the next morn could bring
a stillness of breath
pollution a miasma
of death

yet still always ushering in
tempests and squalls
a familiar to rain

leaving a swath of destruction
to change yet again
with the softest
of breezes

that seem to settle within
touching, reflecting
life’s gentle
rhythm

Anemoi the gods of wind
are the ushers of change
a transformative
jinn

© July 2018 Renee Espriu

17 Replies to “The Usher”

      1. Same here, Renee – I don’t care much for the wind either (and it turns out we get a lot down here). But your poem makes me think of it in a different way – which is a good thing. 😊 Yes, it’s much more than dust in one’s eyes!

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  2. Here it is the ‘kamakani.’ Our beautiful winds, ushering in rainclouds and fresh air, straight off the ocean. I would never want to live in a windless environment! Aloha, and nicely written, Renee. ❤️

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  3. Beautiful Renee, maybe the winds usher in the seasons of change Renee, A wonderful image also.. And love what you have done to your blog theme… Lovely colours.. ❤
    Have a wonderful rest of the week my friend xx ❤

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  4. Very beautiful, both the altered picture and the poem. I like your descriptions of nature with very vivid imagery as the ushering winds in the passing of the seasons and everything connected to the universal themes of life and death.

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