Soothing sounds of hanging hopes
I close my eyes to better grasp the enchantment
Like tall grass on a vast plain
Swaying back and forth
God’s hands move thy soul to the rhythm of the wind
And as I close my eyes
I dream of a better place
A place where God and man walk as one
A place where mankind can truly be happy
Looking back at the past winds of history
The chimes are knocked away
More like a gusting of gales rushing by ever so speedily
Tornadoes of hectic lives following what is false
The storm is near, the storm before the calm
Where is the calm
Hidden in times stream?
Chaotic world, thus I take a moment to breath
Inhaling….exhaling, needing that love from above
I lose myself to what consumes me
My desire for love, still in love, lost to the gaping gust of confusion
A vortex of emotions, hard to control, hard to understand
I struggle against the winds, finding my way through the frantic rains
I see off in the distance, my chimes
I run to them in this ever stretching hallway of life
I brush them off, hanging them again
The gales of chaos come to a halt
Once again, there is peace
The music of my soul, my heart, my love…
Within the wind chimes, there is a message
Listen closely
Maybe there, thou can hear more than I will ever have to say...
More than I have ever said
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