by David Michael Schmidt
the wind carries a voice in waves of sound
bouncing off all it touches
it flows through the trees and over the blades of grass
it tickles the flower petals and shakes the bee
it shimmers the leaves and turns the dew drops into a dance
there are words from the voice
words of volume and words of song
words to inspire and words to harm
sounds that will sooth and console and heal
sounds that can hurt and scare and devastate
waves of sound that enter the ear and tingle the brain
yet gentle waves from a tiny voice so soft and pure
small ripples that lightly wash on shore
barely disturbing the sand
this is the voice we long to hear, the voice that calms the soul
this is the angelic music that makes us whole
the whisper in the wind
the sounds that we hum and ones we remember and repeat
listen for these sounds
request these sounds
cherish these sounds
Last updated September 20, 2011