wind it Like the song wistfully As the melodious violin tone hit a limb Creating thump of guitar strings wind it It was as if an orchestra throws objects into tone Chanting nature Unitedly waves As sound as listeners wind it Award a vacant space With a chillin of creating strains of melancholy Farewell, sad, or horror As long as the wind blows Then the music will still sound of nature faint But so beautiful When heard with heart
I wanna tell you how I get there one day.