I listen to the wind
What is it trying to say?
Is it telling me to go on?
or turn back and walk away?
The wind collides with my body..
for a moment we are one
I hear it in my ears
The beautiful song thats sung..
The cold fresh air,
I do breathe
My happiness grows like a plants seed..
It surrounds me,
presses against my face..
twirling around and around with such grace.......
Whoosh whoosh there it goes..
Now i can see its magical show,
It has opened my eyes to see a wonderful thing....
Thank you for the song you sing.....
