Hold your head high;
your voice has been heard.
Let the wind be your
voice .

Our minds are swimming
with creativity;
beneath, that cold hearted
stare.

There’s a sincere care
to let go and be the air
for everyone to have.

As the wind;
we’re walking on a dream.
The clouds are full hope.
Laying upon these playful
thoughts.

Honor the love,
of giving and not belittling
the mind.
It’s greatest focus?

Peace
 

Solitude is what our
spirit seeks. Listen
to your mind, spirit,
and body.

As the wind;
our dreams have become
a stream of meer realities
for us to walk on.

Shhh

be quiet as the wind
is our voice..