WINDS ACROSS MY SOUL
Hearing the wind in half tones constant vibrato rolls across my bones
Fearless, lifted by the breeze, flowing as new sounds increase ,feeling as it's growing
Make a way no longer standing aside ,guts or gumption finding a new pride,being lifted as the next insight blows
Meteorologists predict a storm rapid warning the new norm,with people it takes practice to keep the personality from choking
Hidden wisps flowing as it grows, gripping brings a new sight,grabbing at flesh brings new frights
Clouds rolling over marking the speed ,heart rate slowed as the sky is seen swirling
Suddenly internal rushes increase ,a growing gust sweeps just as fast bringing my minds mystery's to new heights
Calmness slowly feeding the Peace, as gails lifting find a way to leave us laughing
When we find a new way will it want to stay or the next squall leave our life flying like so many kites
Rambling or gambling with days of my life left me lost as if caught in the rotations
Eternal now internal, left with no doubts,limited space left to pout ,will we be ready when the new gales roll over our lives blowing them to new elevations. R.C.
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 10:15 AM UTC
WINDS ACROSS MY SOUL
Hearing the wind in half tones constant vibrato rolls across my bones
Fearless, lifted by the breeze, flowing as new sounds increase ,feeling as it's growing
Make a way no longer standing aside ,guts or gumption finding a new pride,being lifted as the next insight blows
Meteorologists predict a storm rapid warning the new norm,with people it takes practice to keep the personality from choking
Hidden wisps flowing as it grows, gripping brings a new sight,grabbing at flesh brings new frights
Clouds rolling over marking the speed ,heart rate slowed as the sky is seen swirling
Suddenly internal rushes increase ,a growing gust sweeps just as fast bringing my minds mystery's to new heights
Calmness slowly feeding the Peace, as gails lifting find a way to leave us laughing
When we find a new way will it want to stay or the next squall leave our life flying like so many kites
Rambling or gambling with days of my life left me lost as if caught in the rotations
Eternal now internal, left with no doubts,limited space left to pout ,will we be ready when the new gales roll over our lives blowing them to new elevations. R.C.
Maybe thoughts of life being blown into our space,soft with a breeze or wasting like hurricanes? But also whether we let something blow the good things away is a part of it too. Thanks For reading. Your comments are helpful. Rick
