Whisper Of The Wind Poem by patrick read

Sometimes,
It's no more than a whisper in the wind,
That gets me writing again,
Sometimes it's no more than a thought,
A memory of the past,
Or facing a tomorrow, ,
Coming much too fast,
Sweeping us off of our feet,
Sometimes it is a song from your favorite band,
Your favorite symphony,
Sometimes its created by a stranger you pass,
Walking down the street
No matter how it may come,
It is a beautiful thing,
When inspiration comes
Creation
begins,
The beauty of a new poem to be read,
maybe a song to sing,
Sometimes we truly don't know,
from where it comes,
Even if it is no more
Than from a whisper of the wind, ,
The world gives a collected pause,
When the creation of a new poem begins.