1
prevalent, from the west
clear and cooler, from the north
rain on the way, from the south
tempest, from the east
reading the wind
in a flag
in smoke
in running clouds
or water in a clear thistle tube
2
listen, a storm approaches
through leaves and hills
the same sound as falling water
surf repeats its snare drumming
along the shoreline
matching a far-off airplane
all voice great power
resounding
in a stream
in the tide
in air
even in a light bulb
what’s present, now
within some great
motion
around each wing
the flow of thought
keeps running
3
ring around the moon
as a warning
listen, rainfall
will warm the ocean
and swimming is best
just after high tide
Poem copyright 2016 by Jnana Hodson
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