THE STORY OF THE WIND
I am lying in my bed
Listening to the drops running down the window
The wind sweeps outside
And knocks on my window
Maybe he wants to talk
Feeling as alone as I do right now
I listen to him and the stories he has brought from far away
He tells me how he danced with the leaves in autumn
tossed them through the air
Spinning in small circles
And then gently released them to reunite them with the Earth.
He said goodbye to them and moved on across the many colourful fields
Out to the Ocean
Where he visited the waves
Who wrapped themselves gently around him
And told him their stories of the sea
How they welcome the sunlight
And break it gently to release it into the ocean depths
where it dances in the rhythm of the waves
Together with the jellyfish
To the music of the singing whales
The wind listened
And accompanied them to the next shore
To say goodbye again.
He met the birds
And brought them gently on his poor
here to me
Now they keep me company with their singing
Together with the knocking of the wind
And the steady beat of the rain
I listen to the soothing orchestra
And I don't feel so lonely anymore