The words of the wind

Why do you do such things?
You speak of a place so near
Yet you give me no direction
Your voice I no longer hear

I am looking for the obvious
Yet blind to whats so plain
You speak of a place inside me
Repeated over and over again

Is it possible that what I want,
Can be found inside of me?
What I'm looking for is love
And now, finally I can see

The wind has blown for once
In a direction I can call mine
They've shown me the person
My life complete, the first time