Life, Love and Wind
"All love stories are the same", I hear Love hurts, heals, bores Life happens Love become friendship, routine All blend into one Life throws me up in the air Love talks to me “I’m the All and the Nothingness The Wind, not the air Windows and doors, senses resigned Locked rooms, locked mind” But I’m open to love! “The Wind is made of air There’s air in your home But it’s closed Dusty furniture, paintings ruined Mold stains the walls You’ll keep breathing You’ll know a part of me But I’m not part, I’m All And that, you’ll never know” I look around, dust and mold everywhere I have no choice but to open the windows The Wind comes, blows it all away I hold fast to my memories Protect what I think is mine But all is gone And I was left empty And because I was empty The Wind brings new things Unheard sounds Unknown people Unthought truths The Wind brings me Life And through my emptiness Brings the All That’s when I meet the Love