When the wind howls,
It erases all doubt,
Sweeps the mind clear,
Engages words to match its cry.
What remains are clean-cut verses,
Each verse aligns with its tone,
Reflecting the warmth or the cold chill,
As the mind rehearses each word,
It fills up the void,
and gives the world meaning .
When the birds are singing
They welcome a new dawn
the melodies sweet are given befitting words
Hope rises and paints each line with hues of light
When what echoes in the wind
Mingles with what the heart quietly murmurs
If it soothes we keep it close
To cure the pain we feel
To remind us how to smile again
If it uplifts we pass it on
Let it last a life time
Leave a legacy for others to enjoy for a while