Wind

The wind you ca n not see, nor taste, nor smell.
But all the same we can not tell.

Where He goes, or where He came,
We know not, it is all the same.

He moves in us and around us,
And where we see His work we should join,
If it be His will.

Forever It Seems

Forever it seems, that I wait for you and yet you never come.
Forever it seems, that you come a little closer and yet father away everyday.
Forever it seems, who will count the years it took for you to reach me.
Forever it seems, my love at last we have found each other.
Forever it seems since you were taken from me, will you ever come back?
Forever it seems, that I must endure the torment of not seeing your eyes full of life, love and joy.
Forever it seems will never end.