The Wind

The Wind

A Poem by Tate Morgan

Can anyone know what will come when the wind blows us cold and gale or what direction it be from when finally we set our sail


When I was young through beauties gaze

winds blew by me as if to sing

Their songs of love to me were praise

that lifted me upon their wing


Rich did the spoils of time unroll

an empire's trophies I would raise

And write my name across life's scroll

to earn the laurels of friend's praise


Can anyone know what will come

when the wind blows us cold and gale

Or what direction it be from

when finally we set our sail


But now those days are tempered dear

time's winds no longer sing for me

For now the quiet hush I hear

makes life's truth so easy to see


© 2020 Tate Morgan

Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Time has a way of answering our questions if we listen.

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I don't really understand what God's plan is in this regard, that our abilites and even our destinies seem to remain hidden from us in large measure (if not totally) until we are old, and, looking back, mutter, "Oh, yeah, there's where I shoulda..." I hear in this verse a certain degree of that wistfulness, that regret, and as might be apparent, I can identify with those sentiments completely. May I add here that your ability to render deep and complex thoughts in perfectly crafted rhyme and meter is such a rare ability here, and I commend you highly; it is what, in my not-at-all-humble opinion, changes a mere philosophical ramble into a poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago

3 of 3 people found this review constructive.


Beautiful poem with a philosophical message.

Posted 2 Years Ago

Tate Morgan

2 Years Ago

Thank i msharma I appreciate that time marches on
Very polished well written poem.

Posted 3 Years Ago

Tate Morgan

3 Years Ago

Thank you so much. I’m a simple
This poem speaks to me of contentment in old age. That's what we would all wish for given a choice. The winds can blow in many directions and here they seem quite settled, more like a gentle breeze. Beautiful work Tate.


Posted 3 Years Ago

Tate Morgan

3 Years Ago

Hi Christine In many ways the winds have settled yes at least the ones that used to drive my indomit.. read more
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Neither do I, which is just as well when the energy levels aren't quite as good as they once were :).. read more
Oh Tate what wonderful things years of life bring to us! I really enjoyed this poem of yours, I think this is my favorite yet of all your works I have read. Beautifully executed!

Posted 9 Years Ago

Tate Morgan

9 Years Ago

I wondered if you would like this one It is the way things are for me now lol Thanks

9 Years Ago

This poem was very well written, Tate. You are welcome!
So well penned my friend. Very well thought out and phrased.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Tate Morgan

9 Years Ago

Doug thank you So sorry this took so long I have been out of town for a few days
How we age live slows and the call of the wild settles us into a meloncoly way of living..You are becoming one of the best writers on site,,Next to David Lewis Paget that to all..Katihe

Posted 10 Years Ago

This has to be one of my favorites of yours, Tate. Getting older can reveal so much to us, some dreams die yet others are born. Life changes us sometimes without our even noticing. Loved this.

Posted 10 Years Ago

The wind blows her here and there...and time does not stand still for us...and our hopes may come true, but in a different way than we expected...

Posted 10 Years Ago

Yes time does have a way of answering our questions. I was just thinking yesterday that if I would hush and listen more, my life would be a lot easier. XX

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Added on October 13, 2010
Last Updated on October 13, 2020
Tags: poetry, Phylosophy, Life, Sad, adventure, mystery, pain, poem, romance, story, death, fantasy, fiction, heart, love


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Marion , OH

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