A brutal wind
to ride against
A solid wall
of wild, wild air
Thick and heavy
It blows right through you
Following closely
The contour of the hill
Coming from everywhere
And from nowhere
Comes the Curlews song
Rolling over the howling air
Grounding me
Holding me tight
In the wildness.
#CoSopoetry
@matty7w
This describes yesterday’s weather perfectly.