I Was The Wind

I was the wind last night.

I vaulted the river and swam seven mountains,

And turned aside the tall trees guarding the valley.

I caught glimpses of you through the tiny window

as I wandered around the house.

They wouldn't let me in----- too cold a wind!

I hung about listlessly, afraid to call too loud;

Then like a weary man limped homewards over the mountains.

When will I learn the value of stillness?

--- Ruskin Bond