When you have a lot to say..
but you never speak.
then u get an answer.
from the Wind outside and the Storm within.
never to fill any pages or reach any ears.
but destined to survive the joys, the confusion and the tears.
Do you have any locked doors?
they might have all the keys....
perched on the highest branch of the tallest tree on the steepest hill of the widest range in the most untamed country of the civilized world and loving every speck of dust the moonlight dances on and the wind surrounds