Wind

This wind of mine has come to ease thy soul for I lie in bed to listen for that when I lie still I hear you passed by how you ask I hear you whistle against my window I say hello and nice to hear you again for now I miss you so I shall stand in the street and walk against you I put my hands out so you go through me I feel the strength of My Soul at ease this wind of mine has come about I show hurry out for I do not want to miss you the wind of you for this is that beautiful wind of mine