The Summer Wind

John Vander Velden
1 min readAug 21, 2021

By John W. Vander Velden

The hot air in motion…a summer wind. From where it comes? To where it goes? Do we take the time to consider? It is after all just a summer wind. The breeze that rearranges our hair that makes the heat almost bearable…nothing more. Yet the sun bears upon me. As I wipe my brow and adjust my cap, sweat stinging my eyes and causing my shirt to cling, I reflect. Watching shadows pass over the open land while the wind chases the high puffy white clouds across the pale sky. Reminded of my own journey, of life’s wind scurrying me along. Few know or care where that journey began, only God knows the road ahead. No, I am like the summer’s wind. Some will notice my presence others will ignore. But as I pass I must do what I can…to love…to laugh…and to care. For just as the hot breath of summer moves on and does not return…so must I.

(165 Words) Posted 9/7/2012

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John Vander Velden
John Vander Velden

Written by John Vander Velden

an avid reader and life long story teller, who approaches life with open eyes, hearing ears, and a heart willing to feel.

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