Singing Wind Poem by Ojeikpo Elijah

Through the vast and endless sky,
Whispers a melodious sigh,
The sound of nature's soothing grace,
The singing wind, in its embrace.

With every gentle breeze it brings,
A symphony of wondrous things,
The rustling leaves, the dancing grass,
A sweet embrace, as they pass.
A gentle lullaby it sings,

To all the creatures, great and small,
A tender touch upon their wings,
As they answer nature's call.
From mountain peaks to oceans deep,
The singing wind, it does sweep,
In its ever-changing tune,
Nature's symphony, in full bloom.

It carries tales from far and wide,
Of places where it did reside,
Stories of love, joy and pain,
Whispered in a soft refrain.

With every gust and every gust,
The singing wind, it does entrust,
A message of hope and peace,
That all life will one day cease.

So let the singing wind surround,
Let its enchanting voice astound,
For in its gentle, fleeting sound,
The beauty of life can be found.