Its the silent winds that bruise the tree most stretching it to limits it had never reached the waves each seconds brings uncovers the closed branches shielding the bark from the harm it has faced and is to face silent winds they blow in every heart and world uncovering the broken pieces that lie unravelled by their release the deep sentiments that control the mind sending it ti whirl of pain and terror,a world none but I should know...silent winds weaving my world and draining my soul
