Father Wind / Mother Lightning, Grace Koch ‘24

Father Wind, I take you for granted. You keep me cool on hot summer days, Conversing with me when I feel alone. You kiss my face and play with my hair, Always reminding me of home.

Father Wind, I fear you. Your anger wreaks destruction. Buildings fall, and oceans flood. You howl at me, whipping my hair back and forth, Back and forth.

Father Wind, I envy you. You travel ‘round the world With an eagle’s sight. You never take a moment’s rest, Blowing day and night. Your strength has blown through centuries Filling me with wonder and delight.

Father Wind, I need you. You give me ocean waves and crisp autumn days, Breathing for the world. You nip at my heels, push me through fear And will never lead me astray.

Father Wind, I appreciate you.

Mother Lightning, beauty beyond compare, Flashes of white, blue, and purple fill the static air. Within you, a power So strong and full of wonder, Yet you wreak destruction.

Forests on fire, Trees ablaze, Is there no end To your destructive rage?

And yet, there’s hope. You light up the night, The ominous, looming clouds, You flash, “Do not fear. You are not alone, For I am here.”

Through the destruction comes beauty. The magical effect When you strike the sand, Turning it to glass By your daring hand.

Mother lighting, We see your beauty, Your beacon of hope; We hear your call. You are not forgotten; Not at all.

Grace Koch ‘24