Poem: “Where was the Wind?”

Where was the Wind?

She was riding the powerful gelding, Jack, In the shadows cast on the narrow
trail When the trees above her, soaring poplars Whipped like masts from side
to side Poles on a ship in a switching gale Pitching hard in baffled seas No
wind there to move the trees

The rushing force of the Holy Spirit
Windless will that makes things move
A ship that plunges into shadows
Bow that tastes the seas of night
And the watch on the deck the human soul

And she looked up: There was no wind
To make such tall trees dip and sway

August 31, 2011

Pavel Chichikov is a Washington DC-based poet and photographer. He has written for both the secular and the Catholic press on issues as diverse as Russian nuclear weapons systems, Olympic athletes, and miracles. His books include From Here to Babylon: Poems by Pavel Chichikov,  Lion Sun: Poems by Pavel Chichikov, Mysteries and Stations in the Manner of Ignatius, and Animal Kingdom. Pavel may be heard reading his works on catholicradiointernational.com and on pavelreads.com. His poetry regularly appears on "The Poetry of Pavel Chichikov."