Whispers On the Wind
Wind blowing gently 'cross brow and cheek,
whispers soft, revealing secrets that we keep.
Wind can be our master, even our best friend,
taking us to places we have never been.
Wind beyond horizons, billowing in sails,
whispering in dreams- poems we've yet to tell.
Wind sweeping beaches, swaying tallest trees,
moving to the rhythms of gulls and bumblebees.
Wind pushing clouds fast across the sky,
children seeing images as they hurry by.
Wind bringing memories tearing at the heart,
deepening the wound of lovers torn apart.
If only we would listen, we surely could depend
on messages from Heaven that whisper on the wind.
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