Blossom in the wind

In the tender breath of springtime’s light,
A blossom stirs, so pure, so bright.
It sways in white, a fleeting glow,
A dance of beauty the heart will know.

(Chorus)
Blossom in the wind, so free, so rare,
A moment’s grace beyond compare.
It blooms, it fades, yet still it sings,
The timeless truth of life it brings.

(Verse 2)
A touch of life, a quiet dream,
Petals fall, like whispers they seem.
No start, no end, the circle flows,
Where form dissolves, the spirit grows.


(Bridge)
Like clouds that drift, like rivers glide,
The fleeting now, where all resides.
In every fall, the essence stays,
A bloom reborn in endless ways.

(Chorus)
Blossom in the wind, so free, so rare,
A moment’s grace beyond compare.
It blooms, it fades, yet still it sings,
The timeless truth of life it brings.

(Outro)
A silent peace, a gentle flame,
The heart of life, forever the same.
In falling petals, a love unspoken,
The soul of all, unbound, unbroken.