Sing To The Wind
― My echo rings out, it sings in the wind Swirling around growing strong Connecting with the trees Cleansing away death of old leaves The wind lifts up Swooping under the wings of an Eagle Allowing him to glide, enjoying a free ride Downward we sing, grazing the sea Calling upon the tide, It’s time to … Keep reading → .







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