Winds

Loly Rinn

Weeping winds come to me They cry of an empty space in a heart Deep, cold and lonely Such sad pain in a chosen soul I cry too, and sorrow floods hope Even so, hope does not drown The winds thank me as a confident Slowly they begin to drift away Whispering winds come to me They speak of undying hope in a heart Strong, believing and thankful Such an admiring quality in a chosen soul I see it too, and gladness steps in Even so, sorrow does not leave The winds thank me as a listener Slowly they begin to slip away Wondering winds come to me They sing of grand happiness in a heart Love, giving and care Such goodness in a chosen soul I know this too, and joy overwhelms me Even so, I know of it only in dreams The winds thank me for being there…

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