The soft wind speaks of carrying wishes, delivering dreams
Wind…Blowing, whistling, casting spells.
Gently sweeping the dust from my mind
Wind… Blowing, whistling, distruptive and hell.
Sleepless thoughts, seductive whispers, mindless tells
Wind…Blowing, whistling, clairity begins.
Thoughts and intentions set forth on a breeze
Wind…Blowing, whistling, promises lingering in the trees.
Wind…Blowing… Gently…In the breeze.
Tomorrow shapes itself amongst the leaves.