See the trees bending in the wind
Their animated silhouettes dance
Through the blinds behind me,
Reflecting on the screen
In front of me.
Change is in the wind
It tells me.
Fresh air, fresh thoughts,
Fresh life.
Sometimes the change is easy
On a summer wind.
Sometimes it’s hard,
A blustery wind from across the water
Tossing things around
In the yard, in the street
Against my doors and windows.
It’s no one knocking
But something deep in my head
Fills with the blowing wind
Wondering who is coming
Who is returning
What new dream is blowing my way
What old dream is about to manifest.
Let the wind blow
Let it bring what it may
Safe inside,
With my love,
Watching
Waiting
Loving
While the trees do their dance
And the wind knocks at my door.
By Deborah E. Dayen
Video taken by me today.
learningtolivelikewaterblog.com 
Almost thought i could hear voices whispering!
Well, maybe you did!
It’s windy here, too. Like a different kind of music in the trees.
Crazy windy here. We had two water spouts just off shore. One was headed straight for us but broke up when it touched land. Not sure about the 2nd but there were tornado warnings in Tampa tonight for awhile.
Wow!
Hope you’re okay.
I’m fine. It was really crazy but came and went in a half hour or so.
Great opening. Loved the entire piece.
Thank you so much!!