The Wind Is Trying To Tell Me Something
Written by renu rakheja
August 5, 2008
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Loading ...The wind is trying to tell me something
Just softly murmuring and whispering
Gently touching my skin and making me tingle
Breathe in the freshness and let it mingle
Take in the new earth after its been drenched of rain
Ease your minds out of the painful past and all the pain
Sing with the wind resurfacing the music that slowly died
Feel the vibrations of nature’s love and not your hurt pride
Sway with the new crop out there in the fields
And not the dagger of your anger that it wields
The rose has wilted but a new bud has arisen
Release the past and let it out from your prison
Life is transient and you may not be able to capture love
But beauty is constant and it will always keep you above
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I am water
Sometimes solid...you can always depend on
Sometimes liquid...fits in anywhere
Sometimes vapor...ephemeral...I am there and then I am gone
Sometimes ice...but can be dissolved by fire
Sometimes swirling ....with passion
Sometimes tranquil ....with still desire
Always flowing....unaware of the destination
Sometimes vivid ....like blue sapphire
Always pure....see your reflection
Always rising ...wanting to go higher
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simply beautiful…the flow was captivating.never thought that couplets can be so rhythmic.
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