Tell it to the Wind

Tell it to the wind
your messenger it will be
flying towards my address
delivering, gently

Tell it to the breeze
be not offended if it laughs
it is a youthful, joyous thing
but your words it will pass

Tell it to the gale
with the force of unending storm
your heart will send o’er earth
and stop at nothing ’til it’s home

Tell it to the silence
it will listen, I will speak
in the waves of quiet stillness
our minds will fully meet.

-A. Ault-