The Wind whispers, sometimes softly, sometimes loudly. Sometimes She pushes me along. Sometimes She pushes me back. She caresses me with a gentle warm breeze. She throttles me with a blustery cold gust. To hear Her word, I must listen, for I know not from whence She came, or where She goes.Continue reading “Whisperer”
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Whisperer
The Wind whispers, sometimes softly, sometimes loudly. Sometimes she pushes me along. Sometimes she pushes me back. She caresses me with a a gentle warm breeze. She throttles me with a blustery cold gust. To hear her word, I must listen, for I know not from whence she came, or where sheContinue reading “Whisperer”
