![]() | The Wind ~ It Cries |
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The wind is blowing
Through the land~~~ The wind blows low To every man~~~ For who will listen, And declares Love and majesty. It whistles in the willow~~~ And cries Of secrets From the ages, Going forth With softness, Caresses, Yet determination. Oh, Wind~~~ Where do you go? Lovers move with you And the lonely Feel your call. The Wind~~it cries, The Wind~~it sighs, "I love you." | ||
Jan G Jarnigan - c. 1998 with kind permission - from his book Tranquillus |