The Wind and the Sun

The answers were never clear,
deeply submerged by fear,
solidarity my only retreat,
please let me know where we can meet,
streams warmed by the sun wash my feet,
the babbling sounds capture my heart,
my love for you and your art,
gives me a daily fresh start,
we climb the mountain,
on a clear summers day,
I feel your warmth as the wind whistles,
we climb down and stop to bath in a mountain stream,
blessings and wishes, I will always be holding your hand,
running to catch up as we walk your land,