Whisper to the wind,
Hey, wind, please stay calm.
Give a gentle breeze,
And do us no harm.
Blow away the rain,
So that there is none.
Then all will be well,
When the day is done.
Whisper to the rain,
Hey, rain, that feeds all.
When you need to cry,
Let it gently fall.
Wash away the dust,
Freshen up the soil.
Then all will be well,
And the day won’t spoil.
Whisper to the sun,
Hey, sun, shine on me.
Let me know your warmth,
All your heat is free.
Brighten up the hours,
Setting in the west.
Then all will be well,
Our day truly blessed.
© Ernestine Northover
dear ernestine it reads like a lovely prayer. keep the great work going.
This is a wonderful poem about the changing weather in its more gentle form. Loved it! A '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn
That beautiful feeling of peace, AFTER the storm...All WILL be blessed, won't it, one day?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful weather poem Ernestine, your words weave like the wind. Love, Andrew x