The wind bends low a gentle guide
It knows the tears you’ve tried to hide
It hums your name then turns the tide
And whispers “Love still walks beside ”
Each lost direction has a mark
Each pause still carries sacred spark
You never truly walk the dark —
For fate is tracing through the arc
The wind has listened to your ache
It shifts the clouds for your own sake
And where your tender heart may break
New colors rise new paths awake
So trust the breath that moves unseen
It heals what time could not redeem
The quiet wind so soft serene —
Has always known what you have been