Sound Of The Wind Poem by Venus Fire

The sound of the wind
of which you hear
daily charms in the midnight air
through and through it comes again
what is it though
we'll never understand

Hear it once, and hear it twice
Wonder if it’s the sound of pride
Running through the air like fire
burning whatever it desire

As we listen to its sound
where is the place It can be found?
If it's the source of which you seek
The goal is indeed an almighty peak

Listen closely to what I say
do not waste your time and day
leave it be and let it be free
this is the way it was meant to be