The Wind in the Trees (2)

                                            ~*~     THE   WIND   IN   THE   TREES      ~*~

                                             The wind in the trees sounds mysterious to me
                                              Difficult to decipher and keeps my mind guessing.
                                              Perhaps there's a change coming
                                              And it's clearing the way
                                              Blowing away stagnant energies
                                              That have lingered too long.

                                                      Leaves get blown onto pavement and road
                                                      Whether they have served their time
                                                      The wind does not choose........
                                                      It blows and carries nature and things
                                                      To wherever they land,
                                                      Who would have thought that it controls
                                                      Some of life's destinies.

                                                      The river didn't ask to be gifted like this
                                                      What it will do with its new acquisitions
                                                      Is up to its natural flow throughout time
                                                      Going along as it does, in complete acceptance..

                                                     The wind is a silent force
                                                      It comes and goes without warning.
                                                      The clouds know it well
                                                      And succumb silently to its persuasion.
                                                       If trees and clouds and leaves could speak
                                                       I wonder how they would define
                                                       This  invisible, mysterious and magical force.

                                                          To know one's true nature
                                                          Is a feat in itself.
                                                          Perhaps the wind listens to its inner-calling
                                                          And responds from that deep space within.

                                                     Expanded awareness of what really IS
                                                     Is our assignment on Earth
                                                     To revere with our hearts
                                                     And discover the Oneness
                                                     Of the All,
                                                     The way it truly IS.

                                                        ~   Have  a  Beauty-Full  Day   ~