Whispers from the Wind

Poem

Come sit with me beneath the sky,

Where clouds drift slow and sparrows fly.

Let silence soften what you feel,

And I’ll share advice that time made real.

On Mornings

Wake with wonder, not with dread,

For breath still lingers in your bed.

Stretch your soul before your spine,

And greet the dawn with words like: "Mine."

Make your bed — and not for pride,

But to anchor calm on chaos’ tide.

Let sunlight find your windowpane,

And bless your ordinary again.

On People

Speak less to impress, and more to connect,

Not every soul needs your intellect.

Listen deeply — that is rare,

Half of healing is being there.

Choose friends like rivers — clear, not deep,

Not every one is meant to keep.

And if they leave, let them go,

The garden grows when space will show.

Say thank you, say sorry, and mean it both times,

Forgiveness is wealth without nickels or dimes.

Hold grudges like fire — for a moment, not more,

They’ll burn you before settling the score.

On Work

Whatever you build, build it well,

Even if no one’s there to tell.

Effort echoes — soft and far,

Like silent light from a quiet star.

Don't chase titles. Chase your growth.

Don't serve your ego. Serve your oath.

And when you climb, don’t lose your feet,

Not all success is in the seat.

On Pain

There will be nights when tears arrive

Without permission, breath, or drive.

Let them fall. Let them speak.

You are not broken when you’re weak.

The heart can crack and still beat true,

Like trees that split but still push through.

Scars are not a thing to hide —

They’re proof you stood, and did not slide.

On Love

Love is not fire, nor just a flame —

It’s how you whisper someone’s name.

It’s folding laundry without being asked,

It’s showing up, not wearing a mask.

Say “I love you” when it’s still hard,

Not when life deals its easy card.

And if you love, then love complete —

Not halfway hearts or lukewarm feet.

But know this too: if love must go,

You’ll ache, but you will still grow.

Don’t beg someone to stay behind,

If they don’t see your worth, that’s blind.

On Doubt

Self-doubt will come in quiet shoes,

And try to paint you with its hues.

It lies with voice so smooth and still —

Don’t let it break your better will.

Write your dreams. Speak them out.

Even if your hands still shake with doubt.

No one brave was always bold,

They just stepped forward, scared and cold.

On Kindness

Be kind — not just in tone, but thought.

Kindness costs less than we were taught.

It’s a door held open, a meal half shared,

A stranger’s sadness simply cared.

Kindness doesn’t need a stage,

It works in silence, age to age.

You’ll forget the things you bought,

But not the grace that someone brought.

On Time

Time won’t slow, nor will it wait.

It flows like sand — both soon and late.

Spend it on the ones you love,

Not climbing ladders you’re tired of.

Capture moments, not just screens.

Notice sunsets, coffee, greens.

Be where your feet are — that is gold.

Don’t die young while growing old.

On Money

Earn it honestly. Spend it wise.

But never let it blind your eyes.

You’ll find that joy is rarely bought,

And peace comes not from what you’ve got.

Don’t chase riches — chase the skill

To help, to learn, to think, to will.

Value grows when shared, not stored.

A generous hand wins the best reward.

On Aging

Let your hair go gray with grace,

Don’t hide your laugh lines from your face.

Youth was fire, but age is stone —

Wiser hands, a softer tone.

Tell your stories. Write them down.

Give them weight before they drown.

Pass your pain in gentle ways,

So others walk through lighter days.

On Death

It comes to all — to thief and king,

The quiet end to everything.

But fear it not, if you have lived —

And loved, and lost, and learned, and forgiven.

The goal is not to stay forever,

But leave behind your honest ever.

Not fame or gold, but love and name —

A whisper after the last flame.

The Final Advice

So if you ask me what to do,

With all the time that’s given you,

I’ll say:

Live gently, but stand tall.

Learn often, but risk it all.

Love wisely, and give your best.

And sleep each night with open chest —

Not fearing dreams, nor what you lack,

But thankful just to give life back.