Wednesday, May 28, 2008

here's to life

I love assuming the role of wind.
Faceless. Artless.
Breezing into your life without a guise, sending your hair flying in mute surprise, stretching your smile acres wide... And then leaving, without leaving a trace behind.

3 comments:

human being said...

wow
this is a great work
every word of it...
Ben, i read it several times and enjoyed it more and more...

'without a guise'
'without leaving a trace behind'

so powerful

mithrandhir said...

'artless'? when i see the wind sculpted sands or the poetry in a womans hair by it, i bow my head to the greater craftsman...
il miglior fabbro

Nothingman said...

....and its those invisible signatures we leave on souls that matters the most.