Today the weather wrote its own book,
Each variance a different chapter…
First the rain, the sleet, the hail and snow
Then the warm calm breeze that came after.
So many outfits to leave the house,
T’was the perfect day to stay inside,
If the weather writes another book,
It’s best to run and hide.
Often on Whidbey island,
I turned away from every strong wind.
A witness to blown away victories,
I was forced to change direction again.
Walking my Boxer on the beach,
Against an eighty mile an hour gust,
Seeing the porch lift off the foundation,
Eroded any comfortable trust.
I learned to change my directions,
Developing skills I previously lacked…
It is easier to move forward,
With the wind against your back.
I learned to survive by walking tall,
I had in strong winds, a stronger will;
Now that I’ve moved alee from the wind,
I’m more relaxed, and way more chill.
This cannot go unseen ! Written by Trent Reznor and covered by Johnny Cash as his swan song.
