LOST IN THE WIND
The wind blows, where it goes only it knows,
An echo that sounds whenever it be around.
Listen when it roars, when it sleeps, hear the peace,
Feel the wind as it will move all around, touches what is found.
In the wind, what things do get lost, yesterdays thoughts,
Leaves from the trees, branches, or what tomorrow could bring,
Lost in the wind, material things, a soul that sings, everything.