Coursing through my being
~ endless, so it seems ~
this rushing wind
moves me to the core.
My body shakes, shivers,
and sways uncontrollably...
With each passing gust
every limb quivers
as I tremble in its unseen power.
Tossed about in its wake,
my soul resonates ~
stirring a beautifully unique melody
from within...
Flowing effortlessly,
with no set rhythm or rhyme,
this song, born of my spirit,
arises into the heavens...
Tranquil, gentle, calming,
...and as untamed as this rushing wind.












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I love chimes also I agree with Jan love the last two verses good luck in the contest be well.






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