Advice

by Morning Song

The sun kisses

the treeline

The wind blows

Birds are silent

Peacefully it

ebbs and weaves

through the

leaves of the

trees

the wind

comes to me

It plays 'round me and

tickles my cheek

surrounds me and

makes it's way to

my ear

The whisper that

I hear is faint-

faint echos of the

past

and a dream of

tomorrow

Dreams are important

it tries to tell me

But listen,

just listen

to that sweet

harmony

The harmony song

played through

the trees

as the wind kisses

my cheek

and tries to talk to me

I half close my

eyes

and try to

feel

what it says

The melody played

is the most

soothing

sweet

song

and plays in

my head

Now I open my eyes,

place my feet on

the ground and

feel

the soft beat of

Mother Earth as

She is moved

by that

sound

I must act on

the advice

of the wind

as I listen and feel

For I can not

grasp it in

my hand

no matter

how I reach

So instead I reach

inside

to find the courage

and the strength

And so I stretch my arms

wide

while reaching inside

To dream the

impossible dream

To act upon the

advice of the wind,

the stirring of the

trees

To find the

strength

that I need

I've not used it

in a while

I'll have to

reach deeper

to make my

dreams

come

True