I’m willing
I will sacrifice
happiness
somehow find your heart
miles away
still
the winds, the breeze
all remind of your favorite
testimony
‘listen to the winds change’
and I have,
every morning, night,
in a rainstorm,
I can hear you,
I imagine you,
straight through to my dreams
there is where I can be with you,
until opening eyes,
and relying upon
a gentle breeze
in the august of my life.