Wing Song Poem by Mari Martin

Gentle breeze who sings to me
softly as a lover's kiss,
I will write your poetry
in my heart
to sing with your songs.

Your melody haunts me
as it touches my mind
in quiet whispers.
In day's first light,
or nights embrace
I feel your warmth.


Waves float like silk
carressing the sands
where my bare feet
leave their solitary imprint
upon a path
to a place of dreams.

Your voice is entreatment
to a heart that holds the pages
awaiting your musical notes
so much a part of the symphony
we are creating.

The softness of your touch,
as you dance across the sea,
becomes the hand
that invites me
to waltz in this dream
of your beautiful music
flowing and swaying
with soft abandon.

As I stand in your melody
all of life becomes your voice
that sings to my soul
in a rhapsody of beauty
I cannot forget.

Here, by the sea,
where I walk in silent footsteps
cradled by the sand,
you are ever present
singing your songs.
A protective lover
who watches over me
like the irridescent moon
clinging to my skin.