Comforting Sounds

I adore the wind;

It’s comfort over rules every

And any single thought I have had.

Shall the gust turn strong

Or the movements go astray

It is here to accompany me

Even if I’m not here stay.

I’ve learned a lesson or two,

And that is much more

Then what an angel will ever do.

I’ve learned to not see were the wind blows,

Just follow were you must go

Because the wind doesn’t always know

Where it needs to go.

You won’t ever be alone

Because wherever you go

The wind will find you.

Sometimes it might disrupt your path

But it’s wrath does not last.

It’s there for you

All the way till the end.

One day, hopefully,

The wind and you

Will finally find Comforting Sounds

In the vast silence

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