Listen to the Wind
By Anthony Phillips, Army
Writing Type: Poem
By Anthony Phillips
--Las Vegas, NV
Calling my name in a low
voice of love,
the wind passes the message from cloud to cloud
like the child
with a secret.
The clouds tell the mountains
to pass on this important message.
“This comes from his true love who misses him so,"
say the clouds.
"Yes," say the mountains who
tell the trees.
Each tree stands tall and listens to every word,
passes on the
message until it reaches his window.
His window opens; he can hear her voice.
The trees outside sway back and forth
with this message of love.
He hears her
voice as the wind speaks to him.
“Love gives me hope, hope gives me strength,
strength gives me the courage to go on one more day.
A feeling of heaven is not in the stars.
It is on earth
with you by my side."
To have true love and happiness,
let go of your fears of
Open your soul to the one who wants you,
not to the one who needs you.