There’s Something In The Wind (poem)
There’s something in the wind which calls to me
A scent of heaven playing on my heart
A promise path mid all which life can be
And hope and dreams are never far apart
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There’s something in the wind which makes me stray
To realms where reason’s spring still sweetly charms
And passion is the purpose of the day
While wonder waits to thrills with outstretched arms
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Why waste this moment searching for a clue
Or search out purposes which might explain
The times to make a memory are few
Don’t let the stain of pain spoil soft refrain
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There’s something in the wind which warms my soul
A whisper all I know to be is right
A whispered pledge that I’ll again be whole
When wind will draw you back into my sight