Where will my mind go if I let it wander?
Where will I let go?
Into the wind rushing by,
Thoughts that make me ponder.
Obsessing over past mistakes get me no where.
The wind blows harder, blowing those thoughts right out of my hands without a care.
But to try and catch them do I dare?
Its calming down and the sun is warming my skin.
I open my eyes suddenly awakened again.
I like some of the metaphors you conjured up here. There were lots about the wind rushing and cleansing the mind which I thought worked well. There were a few parts which seems to rhyme and others which didn’t, so not sure if that was intentional or not.
I really like the nature imagery and linking it in with the feelings, has a lovely tone to it. I think those first few lines could have been more impactful with question marks, to make the reader ask themselves these questions too. Also ‘suddenly’ is a bit overused; maybe some more descriptive words to portray changes would fit better with the whimsical language and theme :)
