The wind plays foolish games
And so does this little heart
The wind can cease to blow
But the heart just cannot
The clouds drift and wander
And so do thoughts in the head
The clouds can shower and thunder
The thoughts sleep with you in bed
The sun rages with passion
And so does the heart’s desire
The sea calms the burning sun
The heart is left to the pyre
The trees are parched for life
And so is a soul that breathes
Every summer promises a spring
What soothes a soul that seethes?
It’s funny, His grand design
Created with utmost care
Blesses one with an ability to inspire
And gives other the strength to bear