Secrets

I’m reminded of my secrets when the wind blows

When a leaf rustles along the worn pebbled ground

The most intimate corners of my existence come to me

They quicken my heart with both excitement and nostalgia

My secrets come to me in the starry night sky

Each star holds a private enigma the universe and I only know

The purest parts of my heart overwhelm the most regretful parts of my souls

Secrets are only secrets if kept locked away within the beautiful beholder

Living harmoniously

The wind is full of secrets, and like the wind, so am I