Listen to the wind,
Great voice of the hills tell us a story.
Of what drives us to most of anything.
Voice of the wind let us see.
Stories of those who have come and gone,
And those soon to be.
Of the trials of the poor.
Of our lessons left to learn.
And of the heart of man bendable and ever changing.
Wanderer tell me.
Speak of a tale of the infinity.
And finally let us see the truth.
Great and hard and sometimes bitter.
Voice of the world let it be.
SimonB writes 