"The Wind" by SMV

The wind is power
It is free.
Sometimes when all is quiet
I can hear it calling me.

It talks of it's journies
over the land and seas.
It tells of it's strength
to push the clouds and brustle through trees.

The wind has a face
you're unable to see.
The wind has a voice
as soothing as can be.

It whispers gently
like a lock finding a key.
It whispers softly
to comfort me.

The wind whistles
with a slight plea.
To get my attention
and talk with me.