No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes.
From ‘A Wind on the Hill’

by A.A. Milne

Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.

– Christina Rossetti

Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies
pray to the morning light,
The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn
like a child that has cried all night.

– From ‘The Coromandel Fisher’
by Sarojini Naidu

You throw the sand against the wind,
And the wind blows it back again.

– William Blake

… O Wind,
If winter comes,
can spring be far behind ?

– P. B. Shelley

O you that are so strong and cold,
O blower, are you young or old?
Are you a beast of field and tree,
Or just a stronger child than me?
O wind, a-blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song!

– From ‘The Wind’
by R. L. Stevenson