Hear that?

Those gentle sighs, floating on the wind

Release is what they are,

Relieving us of our innermost burdens

Cryptic words on a cryptic page

My own songs of poetry reaching out,

Only to those who dare to listen

My heart, not worn on a sleeve

But as words on a paper heart,

Meant for only a few to understand

A song of poetry lifts me up,

Releasing the knot within me

Now, I can fly

Troubles turn the page black

But better the page than my mind

Hear that?

Peaceful sighs