and the wind whispers your name
hushed tones of hallowed reverence
reverberate like the soft song
of the silent hummingbird
and the breeze billows the same
a soothing calm as serenity concentrates
like the drenching caress
of dew drop's morning rain
and the current calls again
dancing upon the chorus of echoes everlasting
like the tender touch
of a sunset's showering fame
finally, gusts generate the flame
amidst an air of benevolence
as it bequeaths my breath
the wind whispers your name...


I felt the word "the" was over-used in this somewhat (a pet hate of mine) but other than that, this is quite good. I like the imageries you have going on here 









, i told you this was awesome 






like a song! so smooth and nice. I think now when I need my peace of mind I will come here as I always go to the pages of Jane and Joy and Anna, my friends here on AP, they write marvellous poetry too. 










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