Poems by Beedoo!

Windrider

There is a soul upon the wind
who rides like clouds that turn and spin
and tells the rainclouds where to go
and knows their secrets deep within

windrider, sing your song again
your word that lets the raindrop fly
your tale that tells the world below
of all the treasure in the sky

I lie below as parched as bone
and wait to hear your voice alone
To hear your deep bass bellow sound,
Hills answer back, my pain is gone

Windrider come and sing your tune
to make the rivers beg to run
to give this 'bandoned desert life
to black the sun and block the moon!

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