When the wind howls louder than before
Are my ears the only one’s that hear
As it whistles through the tiny branches and it’s leaves
Does the song and tune it brings
into my ears, the only one’s who hear the words?
When I raise my eyes to view the sky
The clouds form figurines that dance in beat
With the tempo of the song brought by the wind.
No, I think not, for my feathered friends
They too, soar in rhythm and their wings
Also in tempo with the wind.
I find a smile comes o’er my face
Knowing I am not alone
As the space between us
Is fondly shared.
No comments:
Post a Comment