Here I am
Drifting like a feather
In the cool licked breeze
Under the pale moon of night
Where I may go
Only the winds know
I sway and soar
Like a dove in flight
Rising and falling
Like a phoenix in everlasting rebirth
Silently I drift
Drifting in the winds sorrow
Becoming one with the voices of the wind
Whispering to me there graceful, silent cries
Only wanting to be heard
But those who know to drift
Like a feather
To become one with the wind
To sway and be free like a bird uncaged
Will know the songs and silent cries
Of the wind.
Jun 17, 2016
Jun 17, 2016 at 7:15 PM UTC
Here I am
Drifting like a feather
In the cool licked breeze
Under the pale moon of night
Where I may go
Only the winds know
I sway and soar
Like a dove in flight
Rising and falling
Like a phoenix in everlasting rebirth
Silently I drift
Drifting in the winds sorrow
Becoming one with the voices of the wind
Whispering to me there graceful, silent cries
Only wanting to be heard
But those who know to drift
Like a feather
To become one with the wind
To sway and be free like a bird uncaged
Will know the songs and silent cries
Of the wind.
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