When the wind blows free, that's where I’ll be, <br />No longer bound to a body unsound. <br />I’ve risen above the pain and sorrow, <br />Living forever, now, and tomorrow. <br /> <br />You’ll hear me in the crash of the surf, <br />And see me in the spring's dark, fresh, turned turf. <br />Look to the trees that sway over your head, <br />For it is in their limbs I make my bed. <br /> <br />Listen to the birds, how sweetly they sing, <br />Feel the comfort deep, as the church bells ring. <br />I am at peace, do not weep more for me, <br />I am free from pain, God answered my plea. <br /> <br />So when you have the blue's and you miss me, <br />Just look around, it is me you will see. <br />In all nature's beauty, I can be found, <br />When the wind blows free, I am still around.<br /><br />Teresa Dearing<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-the-wind-blows-free/
