I Hear Them
Listen long enough and you'll hear them,
the winds that quietly speak.
Searching for the answers they seek,
from the one that heeds.
As time goes on you hear there plea
the wind takes shape,
into a more familiar glee.
Listen and you will see,
the quiet wind turn into
people that inspire you and me.
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