Windy Day

It's a windy day.
Like yesterday.
I am getting used to it. Day by day.

The river's high and smooth.
More the autumn it is now, than it is spring.
Shady and shaky.
Darker colours, still very unfriendly.

I am watching the river now
Yet it flows in a rush, somehow
No waves today for a change
Trees play symphonies in exchange

No suprises today, folks,
let's move on.
Nothing unusual for the usual

Wind tastes sweet today,
Sweet it is and plenty
Chilling me out 
as if I needed any

No concept there is, there is no fight.
It was here, now gone, indeed!

It is getting cold, the long windy day
You go on and wind your way

I think I should go to bed now
Feel dizzy and sleepy somehow

I will go to sleep now
Forget all that right away,
and travel far far away.