The Wind Says
The wind is old
But still it blows
In a silent tone
It needs a zone
Tales it told
To my ears as it blows
Something I never knew
But somehow felt.
As it repels through my clothes
Blows through my hair
I felt its caress
A healing to my soul
To my ears it blew
In whistles it spoke
That I'm not alone
And through time it blows
The wind says
Allow and flow
Peaceful is my heart.
Copyright © Bernice Makotanyane | Year Posted 2018
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