I Realised I Was Air

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I realised I was air today


After years of toying with fire


Getting fingers burned yet


Revelling in the pain


Believing I may be a green witch


A child of the earth


Because I could grow things


Back from almost nothing


Nurturing and coaxing straggling shoots


Back to life.


Then when the house nearly flooded


Over and over


I thought water was mad at me


For not taking notice


For not paying it enough attention


Or respect.


But I realised I was air today.


Standing in the kitchen


The door slightly open


So the cats could run in and out


As they pleased


The wind blew hard and sudden


Trees whipping wildly


And the grass transformed to waves


I felt it


Right down my spine


The thrill of the wind


And I remembered


Laughing on the edge of a cliff


Stormy nights and days made dark to match


Clouds scudding across the moon


Battering door frames and windows


And the slow, elegant breaths of meditation.


Suddenly the rain started


The green garden glinted gloriously


Like a great flat emerald


And the central heating roaring behind me


The fire in my heart and hearth


Of this modern age


And I became confused


With the heat, the soil, the dripping sky


But then the wind howled, triumphant


Clearing the cobwebs away


You are air, they say


Realise, you are air.

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Published on January 06, 2020 07:55
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Mabh Savage
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