Natures Song

The wind sings A melody that No instrument can Master The twists and turns Of the breeze, Stronger and weaker Endless whistling Against your houses Crevices Is it singing to something? Trying to match the birds Chirping In the morning? Or is it just screaming At a reason To blow someone away Scare the dogs Hush the quiet Is it a sign to cool off? To blow off steam? Is a storm closing in? I try to sing along But the pitch is unimaginably Hard to manage Instead I just listen As the wind sings