the things wind carried

i asked the wind to move away the cover from the sky

the wind told me to move away the cover from my eye

"just howl the clouds away," i said, "envelop us in blue"

the wind told me "get on a boat and blue will surround you"

"you're saying that you'll drown me?" i asked the wind in fear

i realized when no reply was heard in either ear

how fragile my own life is and that death is close, always.