As the wind gently whispers words <br />Into my opened ear, <br />The world around me stops. <br />It stops to listen, <br />To hear what’s going to be said. <br />The earth speaks to us, <br />Through the wind, <br />As it gently whispers, <br />Into my ear. <br /> <br />It says, <br />'Let me guide you. <br />Take my hand and, <br />Ill take you <br />where you want to go.' <br />'But Im scaird. <br />I can't let you take me away. <br />I have my life and <br />I... am... happy.' <br /> <br />It says, <br />'Dont be scaird. <br />Your safe with me. <br />Ill take you to a safe place, <br />Where you will forget.' <br />'Ok I gess I'll go.' <br />So I took its hand, <br />and It took me, <br />To a place with flowers, <br />And sun, and <br />I forgot what it was to be sad.<br /><br />lilly mandrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wind-39/
