gone with the wind

for oklahoma.

it starts soft and subtle
a miniature breeze kicking up dust

it becomes bigger
more than a whisper

it grows
not only in size, but in monstrosity

becoming an unstoppable
being.

its gusty fingers brush away the past
toppling lives with a single blow.

each wind whips away memories
shattering the glass protecting the past.

still strength lives on
defying the funnel and what it holds;
the broken.

despite how we've been cracked and chipped by
wind,
it is
wind
that will caulk the spaces once filled by love.

it is the
wind
that has stolen
lives,
loves,

but it is that whistling song of
wind
that will lead us back to sing.

unbroken.

we will remain
until the
wind
can snap in half.