Come, Oh the Wind
Come, oh the wind
with the muscle of a wrestler
come to sweep through me
fiercely I say
and carry me away
away from myself
to a place so desert
and there I will find peace
Come, oh the wind
come so fast and fierce
to rake through me
and blow my sorrows away
to the wilds I say
and let them perish
Come, oh the wind
come like a hurricane
and rush through me
inflate my dreams with hope
and let them rise like a balloon
to reach the stars and the moon
Come, oh the wind
come let me be
a soul I wish to be
Copyright © Bojosi Ditshwele | Year Posted 2016
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