When I Open the Windows

It moves my hair

The wind

My hair twists

And turns

And spins

And tangles

 

I know

It’ll be the

Death of me

But it breathes

It moves

It lives

 

And I let it-

I let it do  

What it wants-

Let it curl

And dance

And fly

 

What He gave me

Is now all mine

To show

To flaunt

To free