Dream of the Winds
The whispering wind is the music to my ears.
Its gentle touch through my fingers,
Is so tranquil it felt like heaven.
For a moment I suddenly hear the wind calling me,
"Relax, come closer."
I was drawn to the calm and easy murmurs of the wind.
"Come closer."
My wind was dreaming, like I was hypnotized.
When ever I stopped and listen to the eerie voices of the wind,
My blissful memories, as well as my nightmares, was circulating in my head.
I was always alone, watching the sun hide behind the enormous mountains
And wishing someone was there with me.
It fascinates me how I was always isolated from the world
But never felt lonely or downcast.
The wind served as my company, it made me feel contented with I had,
My family and friends.
As I spread my arms, loaded with buoyant liberty,
The wind sung to me with elegance and calmness.
The refreshing and chilling feeling of the wind rushed down my spine.
All my insecurities vanished as I stood there singing like a nightingale.
I was and angel flying away and free from my sufferings,
It lured me elsewhere from misery and rage,
But took me in a silent and sacred place.
I settled there, where I could dream and explore the skies
with the wind over my shoulders telling me,
"You are Free."