The Wind and Me

I'm standing on a ledge

looking out over the beauty below

I'm leaning out over the edge

Swaying as the wind blows

My feet look small

when I look down

As if they too

Are a part of the ground

I tilt my head back

Swept up in the breeze

Lift my arms up high

Lock my knees

I'm free like beauty

like wind and like spring

If I opened my mouth

The wind would sing

I close my eyes

Blinded by sun

Today me

and the wind

are one.