Wind Haiku

Wind Haiku

Remarkable how 
a simple January 
wind's thrashing hurry

reminds us of what 
else but everything that is
uncontrollable

beyond our own choice
coming from all four corners
gusts of chance and fate

like the days blowing
off one by one regardless
of our mad clinging

on to some daydream
of immortality lost
but then somehow found

it's a myth guessing
wind's inclination beyond
what the trees tell us

direction being
a matter of perspective
always relative

like time-misted clouds
unaffected by stray wind
haunting sleep's damp cave

remarkable how
the moon gave permission to
the wind to be wild

beyond influence
the convincing illusion
we control our lives

any more than wind
decides its destination
speed or duration

which begs the question
if not by our own design
who is in control?

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