World Religion Day

You

The wind blows gently, I can hear your voice,
You told me to be aware of my own emotions,
The rain falls gently, I can hear your voice,
You draw closer with your umbrella,
to shield away the rain and wind for me.

Wanting to cry a little,
Thinking of you a little,
Your love is precious,
I'm always relying on your memories.

You seem to be talking like the wind,
following my direction,
You are like the waves in the sea,
encouraging me to grow,
I understand your answer,
a gentle dialogue.

Impossible not to be moved by love,
I won't lie.