Story Behind The Song
My daughter wrote this poem while in college and I have always loved the visual...I love that she gives me permission to perform this poem and also let me work on putting it to music, which is in the works...kudos to my gifted daughter.
Song Description
Poem written by my daughter in the late 1990's or early 2000"s
| Song Length |
1:50 |
Genre |
Spoken Word - Poetry, Unique - Avant garde |
| Tempo |
Other |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Pleasant |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
The Wind He knows Me Well
The wind caresses my shoulders, becomes tangled in my hair,
and so this friendly stranger greets me, as I close the door behind,
breathing bitter air.
The wind he knows me well, speaks my name, in foreign tongue.
alas I know him, close to none.
Stepping out into the gray, bear trees, bare bush,
brown leaves, into the ground, first utterly still,
than made to dance and sing.
The wind he knows me well,
coaxes leaves to dance for me, yet his face I can not see.
I imagine him creased, gaunt, and weathered with old age,
but with the bright eyes of a boy...
for he is an ancient yet ever changing sage.
The wind he knows me well,
ever since I was a child born, till the day I am old a worn
Oh how this stranger knows me well....
but him only by...... TOUCH......I CAN TELL