Wind Birds
Where rivers flow from mountain falls
In the mist where myths do enthrall
Of wind birds high in still blue skies
To glide aloft in pale sunrise
With haunting cries the wind birds fly
Silhouettes in towering sky
With beat of wings the winds are borne
Across the lands and seas as storms
Upon the lands strong trees do bow
Against the storms the winds bestow
Upon the seas the waves do rouse
As wind birds high though sky carouse
These legends of the wind endow
That people to the wind birds bow
DESMOND CHILDS
Sun 14th Apr 2019 21:03
Thank you Jennifer for your comments much appreciated. Thank you Damon for the like.
All the best des