Listen to the wind
It's telling you a story
Of a million mile journey
Through trees and tumbling mountains
Wailing waters and siberian forests
Crystal snow quietly humming, dancing down from the sky
Combing through a woman's hair
Brushing through a little baby's hands
Coddling a whole universe
Mothering the life and beauty around us
The wind is a guardian
The wind is a confidant
So trust in her
You, her child, are moving in the right direction
Regardless of your route.
YOU ARE READING
An Indescribable Type of Gorgeous
PoetryA collection of poems I've written over the years that tend to lean towards sappy.
