“I Told Your Name to the Wind”, a Poem

I Told Your Name to the Wind

Wind Streamers Fence by aitoff on Pixabay

I told your name to the wind.
It offered me a leaf in return,
Gleaming and golden
From a faraway tree.

I told your name to the wind.
It offered me a song in return,
Haunted and holy,
From a wide ancient plain.

I told your name to the wind.
It offered me snowflakes in return,
Brilliant and bitter,
From winter’s longest night.

I told your name to the wind.
It offered me nothing in return
But a breath of thanks
For the knowing of you.


I wrote half of this poem last night and intended it to be the poem I’d post. It wasn’t ready then, and its lack of readiness as well as my lack of ability to pull to together last night frustrated me, which is what led to the poem I did write.

But “not ready” is quite different from “terrible” and so I gave it a bit more thought later in the night after life had settled down. With the help of my lovely wife, whose name the wind would immediately cherish (obviously!), it came together well enough to be today’s poem.

And that is that. I do hope you like it. I hope more than you find beauty and meaning in it, no matter what that beauty or meaning happen to be!

(Photo Credit: aitoff on Pixabay)

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