All the prayers that went unheard
All the songs played on the guitar chord,
All the stories, the memories, the worries
The moments, the laughs, your existence
Were all heard by it and hence
There's a listener, there indeed is.

It sways past your before you realise
It doesn't need a shape or size,
Yet it's always with you, there for you
Invisibly, voicelessly, supporting someone
Watching as your mind and body grew
It won't ever leave the side of anyone.

Wind, dear wind, are you alive or dead?
Well that doesn't matter, so instead
Tell me, will you hold me when I'm afraid?

You who were with me, always beside
I danced, I sat, I laughed, I cried
Always with you in my side.

"My hair, sways and blows with my body"
Such a moment for poetry
I am just another passenger who dared to
Describe the indescribable you.

© @Ice