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