Beauty of Silence

The silence in the wind,
The coolness of its sound
as it brushes our feathers
and moves our heart tenderly,
never wanting to leave
the chastisty of freedom,
never making us part
from the motherly treasures
of the purified earth; The birds chirping in the blue,
The skies much clear
when we seek and search
finding a cure to problems,
The winds listen to us
as they move our hearts
and lift our wings,
never leaving us behind,

We are their friends
and they are our helpers,
We are their companions
and they are our seekers,
We are their happiness
and they are our joy,
And let their sounds bring
harmony and eternal peace
from the bottom of our hearts,

And let the stars keep shining
and the moon shed its light
never leaving darkness behind,
While the sun that scorches
its beams on our heads
making our presence felt,
We are their friends,
And they are our joy,
We will continue to prosper
if we listen to their whispers,
and witness their beauty
with much pride and wisdom,
The beauty of silence
always felt in the mercy,
That God brings to us.