Hear The Wind Cry Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Hear The Wind Cry
It's okay. It's alright.
I give myself permission
tonight. Just let the
leaves, blow by. Life slide.
Catch a glimpse of the sunset,
and the moon, as he gently sighs.
And clouds fly. Watch as tears
and raindrops glide, down the
windows. From inside. Spend
sometime, watching the changes of
the sky. I give myself permission,
tonight... Hear the winds, cry.
A befitting title! A beautiful poem... fascinating expression with fabulous imagery! Loved the concept of tears in the eyes of wind....top score.
Tho imagery of a windy, stormy night is vivid and you get caught up in the sheer excitement of nature in a wild mood. It could be destructive, it could be scary, But you are risking those things for the uplift of the spirit such turmoil in nature provides. And it seems that by accepting rather resisting the storm you overcome the possible fear.
Time is mysterious and universe is also mysterious. Life slides here catching glimpse. Clouds fly with self permission. Leaves blow dancing through wind. Still here wind cries for getting permission. An amazing poem is shared here...10
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8/1/2025 3:47:33 AM # 1.0.0
this poem should be on everyone's lips Bravo!