Sunday, August 10, 2008

What whisper does this wind sing
From thoughts that were my own
This voice from every where that rings
Thought sounds that were touched alone

Who goes there and hears me in the night
For the reverberation ring of what I think is right
Who touches me when I sleep
When I think I've slept alone

Because whisper on the wind I hear you
Now my song's sung back to me
Sometimes your pretty music
Sometimes a tragedy

But through it all a thought long wondered
That met it's destiny
And was loft upon the wind
For Universal harmony