The Touch of the Winds

	The winds blow amongst the treetops,
	Making the branches wave and hum, making the music of life.
	The leaves rustle at the touch of the winds,
	Allowing the trees to whisper nature's secrets.
	The passing of the winds makes the grass wave,
	Turning the fertile earth into a living green sea.
	The sighing of the winds puts the ripples in the ocean,
	Causing the sorrowful singsong of the waves.
	The whirling of the winds creates the tornados,
	Changing the earth and the seas forever.
	The singing of the winds makes the music of nature,
	Creating the beautiful sounds of our world.
					---Amethysta Silverflame