Singing In the Wind

I have heard grass singing in the wind. I have walked through poppy fields in sun I have suffered when dark rain descends I have watched trees’ shadows in the ponds I have known the arctic wastes of pain I have heard grass singing in the wind. Another soul is writing with my hand Yet I have wept while loaning him my pen I have suffered when dark rain descends I have known the edges of the mind I ‘ve sensed hollow silence un-contained. I have heard grass singing in the wind. I have sorrowed for humans confined I have watched the antics of bad men I have suffered when dark rain descends I have seen the storm by camera lens. I have felt the solar system bend. I have heard grass singing in the wind. I have suffered when dark rain descends