Sometimes the wind whispers
Soft songs in my ears
Sometimes it cleanses
Blowing dry the hurtful tears
At times the wind blows sweetly
Scattering fragrance on its wings
And caressing the senses
With the pleasures that it brings
Breezes pushing clouds around
Ever changing their true form
Mindful of the raindrops
That dance before the storm
Winds stirring up nature
Causing gusts of dust to blow
Currents holding captive
Pods with seeds yet to sow
Sometimes the wind whispers
Making time just seem to drift
Softly blowing cares and woes
Making all my burdens lift
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