Windy Day (WIP)

(Verse 1) On a windswept morning, the trees begin to sway, Their branches like dancers, caught in a playful ballet, Leaves pirouette and twirl, a kaleidoscope display, As the wind hums its secrets, in a language we can’t say. (Pre-Chorus) The grass bends low, as if bowing to the breeze, And the sky, oh the sky, it’s a canvas set free, Clouds race like wild horses, across the vast blue sea, And I wonder, dear wind, what stories you carry with thee. (Chorus) Oh, windy day, carry me away, To distant lands where dreams take flight, Whisper your tales, let my spirit sway, In your invisible arms, through day and night. (Verse 2) The birds ride the currents, their wings stretched wide, They chase after freedom, with hearts unbridled, Their songs blend with rustling leaves, a symphony untied, And I listen, enchanted, to the secrets they confide. (Pre-Chorus) The old windmill creaks, turning its ancient wheel, Grinding time into flour, a silent pact it seals, And the rooftops rattle, as if sharing how they feel, In this blustery waltz, where every gust reveals.