Dear god...

Of all the winds

That blow

Is there one?

That my way will go?

For every breeze

Rustling it’s way

Amongst the trees

Will there be one?

That unto me will sway?

In every cuckoo’s call

Floating through the air

During every fall

Is there ever one?

Meant for me to care?

As the leaves busy bustle

On hearing the bird’s sound

That sit on their branches and rustle

Could there be one?

That falls for me unto the ground?

In every lashing wave

That the shores get hit

Will it be me you’ll save?

From every obstacle grave?

Through every sun’s beam

The dust sparkles in it’s ray

Shining upon a timeless dream

Will it be me?

Who’ll get showered with your magical spray?

From every thought divine

Which journeys through crossroads

A path, I see shine

Is that the one?

That’ll lead me through this episode?

For every love

Yearns to fill you to the brim

Yet you need shove

Is this the destiny?

To which you want me to swim?