Everywhere i would be and the places i would see,

High and low, fast and slow, across the fields we go.

Through the trees, the wind and me, blowing leaves,

I need not hang on, it just carry’s me away as i feel free.

To travel with the wind i am light with not a worry,

I am guided within this incredible force of nature.

I am shown exciting and beautiful scenes as beyond a dream,

Above the ocean so high, touching the wide open sky.

Travel with the wind through the green grassed hills,

In the forest dodging the trees, it is the wind and me.

If i had the chance then i would travel to the past to see,

Travel with the wind through time, see what use to be,

To the future where the wind will surely be waiting for me.

Keith Garrett