The wind for tells,
Another change,
Such things to pass,
That movement brings.
When to move,
And when to be still,
An important wisdom,
The wind knows.
So learn well,
This wisdom of the wind,
When to change,
And when to stay still.
Tag: wind
The Wind Passes
A thought,
A feeling,
A change in my dreams.
The wind passes by slowly,
And I wonder if I should wait.
Does the wind have anything to say,
That I should understand?
The world may yet wait,
For this moment to pass.
The Wind is Still…
The wind is still,
The world is waiting.
No moment passes,
Into the mist.
Change is the only,
Concept that is fleeting.
As it struggles to handle,
It’s own medicine.
Wind
The wind it blows far.
It is free how I long to,
Be like the wind, free.
