When the wind calls my name,

I get caught in the fame.

When the grass is green and the skies are fair,                                                 

I  come to rest in the air.

 

The wind sings the summer songs.

As I watch the ocean flow and roll.

The stars hum and tell a story while I'm enjoying

Nature's feelings.

 

As the day becomes night,

You can see the stars rule the night.

The tides ripple and the stars twinkle.

As the wind likes to whistle and thistle.       

 

The wind whispers in my ear,

While I'm facing a scary fear.

I face my fear like a roaring lion,

I'd hate to see myself never trying. 

 

When the clouds are proud, you can see the world shout,

Standing tall without a doubt.

Nature's beauty fragile and unique.

I feel small but it's a beautiful place to be.