Why do you keep your head low,
Day and night,
No matter how dark or bright.
Look above to the endless sky,
The birds racing in freedom,
The sun playing hide and seek,
Behind the clouds that know no rules,
Blending into a setting sun,
Painting a canvas with mystic hues.
So many tales are there to tell,
About me, without me.
Of days when I blow in your face,
Just to see that smile light up.
Of days I create a havoc in your hair,
Just to pull your heavy strings a bit.
And of days when I’m absent,
Just because only my absence
Can make you feel my presence,
My existence and my negligence.
I’m sure you’ve heard, walls have ears.
But do you know, I too have a few.
I too have eyes, that see your gloom.
And skin that feels, your struggles within.
A brain that knows, what’s going on inside.
And a heart that knows burying things alive,
Wouldn’t ever make your morning bright.
So please look up and feel me around,
For even in the hardest steps,
I’ll make sure you don’t fall.
I’ll listen to your stories,
Without judging the cause.
And would just sway around,
Even when you push me aside.
For all I want is you to be alive.
To suffer, but not alone.
To know, someone’s there to listen.
To believe, the end is far away.
And when you fall short of breath and belief,
Melt in the darkness, and sway with me.
For I’ve known a thousand languages,
And in each one, love and trust speaks the same way.
Just sway and breathe,
And know you’re not alone.
– Confessions of the Wind