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     Whispering Winds

       I hear them whisper my name,
      those mighty winds that blow.
             I know that you are close at hand
the winds just told me so.

                   The direction from whence they blew
I am not sure I know.
            For only when I hear my name,
        am I sure the winds did blow.

                   Caressing my face with a whisper ...
calling out my name,
           the winds of delight entice me.
  I will never be the same.

                    I will follow the singing of the wind.
               where it leads me I do not know.
                                 For the winds that dances all around me ...
             will take me where I must go.
 
 

                                 WindDancer