Like a silent breeze, not felt nor seen
Barely even noticeable, none to wonder where it has been
None will wonder where it will be
None will notice it's absence and think it is free
Going through everyone slowly and gently
Leaving unnoticeable and forgotten blessings
Yearning to become a squall that will be cherished blissfully
It keeps flowing on, still dreaming and hoping.
To a goal that might just be a wishful wish.