Whistling along

Whistling along the plains
echoing high above the mountains
The wind goes where it wants
bringing cool breezes in from the mountains,
and depositing them near the oceans

How freeing it is to just lie on the beach and
feel the cool ocean breezes and hear the tides
just lapping on the shores. This takes you to
another place and time.

Sometimes the wind could be a little frightening
when it rattles the window panes, shaking and lifting
as it is about to rain.

But this could be my night song, singing me to sleep
because when I awake, the grounds look washed and everything
is calm again. The wind has made its presence known and felt
and has left, just to come back sometime again.


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