Stepping with the Wind

Stepping with the Wind

By Rachel Dawn Nesmith (SleepyAmerican)

Like a breeze on a sunny day,

One enjoys its refreshment.

For time opens doors to do what we may.

Now comes the time when one must transfer the tent.


Never to forget the paths behind,

Or the many kind thoughts I can feel,

Though, it is not quite like what I had previously defined.

For my mind, the right way it will reveal.


Step in time, where the wind blows,

As its guidance is definite.

The promise of the future follows,

And, as for the past, one can never relent.