Where the Wind blows – PianoTweet 141

Looking out the window
where my wind starts to blow

A glance at its movement
moving towards its end

Dynamics, filled with speed, full of gentle power
like my heart, that touches your flower

Where my wind starts to move
and moves to the growing groove

Anywhere this Wind blows
that’s where my new world grows

That’s where humble love
is beyond the All: coming from the Far Above.

Where the Wind blows – PianoTweet 141