I <br /> <br />all was in flight <br />wild geese in the sky <br />snow from the sky flying <br />rivers hastening to the sea <br />and waves from the midsea <br />hastening to the shore <br /> <br />horses running from a fence <br />fences running from the ground <br />ground fleeing from the sky <br />and the sky was filled with flying stars <br />and suns innumerable <br /> <br />daisies springing from the grass <br />pines fleeing up the mountainside <br />even the mountain was in flight <br />less swift than southward geese <br />or rivers in the spring <br />less swift than these but fleeing still <br />stone upon stone scraping in slow erosion <br />gravel grinding into dust and fleeing before the wind <br /> <br />II <br /> <br />all was in flight <br />even from a distance I <br />my flight was faster than a fleeing cloud <br />I only knew the wind was there <br />swift and imperious and proud <br />sharper than fine steel <br /> <br />III <br /> <br />so shall I ever flee <br />swifter yet swifter <br />until the speed is such <br />my spirit shall enkindle with the wind <br />and then <br />a brown and crackled leaf I'll fall <br />my flesh to shrivel into mould <br />my blood to mingle with the seeping rain <br />and all my body's flight become a strange return<br /><br />Bravig Imbs<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wind-was-there/
