The wind is an invisible thing.
We see the waving trees
And leaves blown in the breeze.
I hear the wild wind
But him I do not see.
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K Morris - Poet 
Well put, Kevin.
Thank you, Esther. I’m pleased you like my poem
Often, when it’s very windy and the tree branches are waving around, I find myself saying, ‘Just look at the wind,’ which, of course is a nonsense.
I love the idea behind your poem.
Thank you for your comment, which made me smile Vivienne. Yes, we all say things like that I believe!