Gone is the wind*

Gone is the wind*


Shook up and moved in a rush
It chased itself around the bush
It went through all the crevices and cracks
Seemed like it knew what it was doing, right on track
More that it picked up speed as it whirlwind around
The little effort it gave itself, it had no sound


It buzzed some more without no end
Spun back into itself again and again
It was of chaos, but perfectly smooth
Because it knew of itself on track, it was the groove
Without any substance it was not seen
But one thing it did do, was go in between


It had to keep moving as it wished to be satisfied
Whatever it seemed it was progressing, it knew that it tried
It was not over yet as a few spots in its turn
The more in the spin, the less it learned
Finally it was giving up, it tried its speed again
For it vanished into nothing, Now gone is the wind


Dom*Colucci 2012