Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

When The Wind Blows

Where do you go when the wind blows?
Do you curl up in a ball
and hunker down low
and wait for the fury to stop?
Do you stand up tall
and walk against the force
step after treacherous step
praying it will end
before you fall?
Do you find shelter
in nearby twigs and branches
and build a fort to live in
all the time watching from safe inside your hut
what is stirred up just outside your window?
Do you struggle against that which is inevitable
cursing the debris that falls in your eyes?
Or do you do nothing
but sit and let it blow by you
making yourself one with it all
until it passes?
Where do you go when the wind blows?