The Songs of the Wind

You can chase it but can never catch it You can face it but can never touch it It whistles though trees and hills As it whispers heat and chills A message from another side of the earth You feel nature and God’s deep breathe It brings rain and leaves a greenery Dancing trees and clapping leaves scenery Sometimes the wind is running away from the seas Trapped in its own path knocking down trees Sometimes it’s angry and whirling Bringing pain and leaving a wrecking The songs can turn into a roar If we cut the trees that make the wind sing A flow can turn into a blow If we lose a breeze, for the cry a storm brings