The wind whispers secrets in my ear
Of far-off lands, and memories so dear
A gentle breeze that rustles my hair
And carries scents of blooms beyond compare
In its soft sighs, I hear a gentle tone
A language known, to the heart alone
A symphony of sighs and moans and sighs
That echoes deep, within my soul‘s surprise
With every gust, a tale unfolds
Of distant shores, where stories are told
Of love and loss, of joy and strife
And the wind’s wild heart, that beats like life
In its wild whispers, I find my peace
A sense of freedom, my soul releases
For in its breath, I hear a gentle voice
That guides me home, to a heartfelt choice.
