Trust not the wind <br />for on his blowing <br />is carried the scent <br />of blood red false dawns. <br />Be wary of the gentle breeze <br />for in its gathering curl <br />hides the anger of the storm. <br />Trust not the gentle breeze <br />for by his mood swings <br />are giant redwoods snapped <br />and seas given swords. <br /><br />Bill Mitton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/trust-not-the-wind/
