Wind | Poem

Oh great and mighty spirit,
Where has the music gone?
Once the wind sang.
Now it howls.
What happened to the music?
It's gone.
Where is it?
I must know.
I have to find it.
But how?
Where do I start?
Why should I start?
Should I find
    the music that
    fills the air?
That runs through
    the trees,
And sails the waves,
That touches the soul.
Of course I should.
It shall change the world.
The world will rejoice.
And so will I.

(editor's note: Jennifer is an 11 year old from New Mexico)

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