Walking against the wind really slows you down. It is all within
your head you can choose your mood, upbeat or down.
The trees are whispering secrets to the birds, they are so amazing you will not believe what you have heard.
Struggling up hill against the wind it is hard work but you put one foot in front of the other it not your choice to shirk.
On and on you go never giving in always facing forward never weakening.
The trees are whispering their secrets to the birds they are so amazing you will not believe what you have heard.
Struggling against the wind your spirits soaring high your soul is full of joy. Tiny wings at your heels lift your feet up high.
Finding strength inside yourself when life keeps holding you back is just like struggling against the wind you push and push until at last you find the strength you thought you lacked.
The trees are whispering their secrets to the birds they are so amazing you will not believe what you have heard.
So don’t give up and don’t give in push hard back at life as if it is the wind. Keep your spirits up, let them fly if your soul is free you can soar up in the sky.
The trees are whispering their secrets to me and you they are so amazing you will not believe what they are telling you.
willowdot21 
Sep 10, 2012 @ 22:01:31
Yes, if we let go of the frets that bind our feet to earthy, we too can fly way up above the trees, born up by the updrafts from their whispered secrets!
Sep 11, 2012 @ 11:05:01
and I am so ready to gooooooooooooooooooooo! 😉
Sep 11, 2012 @ 02:21:10
Nice images, Willow – and I empathize with that uphill struggle, against the wind. But love those whispering trees! 🙂
Sep 11, 2012 @ 11:04:29
Yes listen to the trees and never give up!! 🙂
Sep 11, 2012 @ 02:29:24
The wind is whispering secrets; Its voice is soft and low. There are white and wintry secrets In the quiet-falling snow. Hear secrets in the footsteps Of the people on the street, And in gay, ribboned packages Of everyone you meet.
Sep 11, 2012 @ 16:37:53
Thank you for your lovely poem in response to my poem! May gold stay healthy for you
Sep 12, 2012 @ 04:55:16
Hello Gold Price – I thought you an unusal blogger name & clicked on you & got a whole web site! I don’t know how people do that. Very clever! If I had a web site, I’d like to know how to do that!! Alas though, I’ve no gold to exchange… 🙂
Sep 12, 2012 @ 07:07:52
I have no gold either!! 😉 🙂 xx
Sep 12, 2012 @ 04:53:58
‘Push hard back at life as if it were the wind’ – well said. Yes, head down, squinting at the force perhaps, but walking right into that wind until you come out the other side. Because there is ALWAYS an ‘other side’. Great words, Willow. You really have been writing well these days 🙂
Sep 12, 2012 @ 07:08:53
Yes that is life an up hill and wind against you struggle , from scrawl to the next!! xxx Never give up!
Sep 15, 2012 @ 12:41:22
may the sun be on your shoulders and the wind at your back (~_~)
Sep 15, 2012 @ 13:05:23
Thanks Art and may it be the same for you too