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?
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