,.¤°¤.,Wind,.¤°¤.,
Softly you brush my face
mournful memories you erase
cold and crisp you spin around
doing so you make no sound
moving waters tearing trees
seeing things no one sees
invisible beauty that can't compare
yet you can be found anywhere
like water without it's ripping current
slow and soft yet always fervent
softly you brush my face
mournful memories you erase.