Calm cool breeze blows across the meadow
The sun shines accross the grass while it dances slow.
Trees give a gentle wave as the wind rustles through the limbs
The sky changes from blue to a work of art bursting of colors
This day is far more peaceful than others.
Boots worn thin from the journey here
Lost in the beauty of nature and void of fear.
The whispering wind calls out to those with troubled hearts
Drawing them in one by one
The strong will emerge whole again with the morning sun.
But those who fall prey to her tantalizing tongue
Become the echoes of the wind and her sirens song