The Wind Is Rising

The wind is rising, singing psalms
Of longing journeys within space,
Beneath the skies, above the downs
Where waves are kissing earth with grace.

I whisper songs of quietness
Letting my thoughts to touch the glee.
Alas, the peace is so intense,
Tapping on sagas of the sea.

The memories are brought alive
While sun is smiling, free and round.
Dancing the beams, laughing, and thrive,
We bond together on the land.

The wind is up, the waters flow,
The stories are refreshing nests.
I’m here again, on summer’s glow
To listen, hoping for the best.

© Simona Prilogan, 16/07/2025

Bognor Regis, England, UK

8 responses to “The Wind Is Rising”

  1. Dracul Van Helsing avatar

    Beautiful and wonderful poem. ❤️

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    1. Simona Prilogan avatar

      Heartiest thanks! ❤️

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      1. Dracul Van Helsing avatar

        You’re very welcome 😊

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  2. Bianca Alina avatar

    So beautifully written, Simona! 💕

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    1. Simona Prilogan avatar

      Thank you so much, Bianca! ♥️🥰🌹

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      1. Bianca Alina avatar

        It’s my pleasure, Simona! ♥️🥰🌹

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      2. Simona Prilogan avatar

        ♥️♥️♥️

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      3. Bianca Alina avatar

        🤗🥰♥️

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I’m Simona

One day, I tumbled from a tiny star called Dream and landed in a cup of Hope, just beyond the zone of hard work, where daily wishes meet reality.

I’ve always dreamed of visiting Antarctica, though I haven’t made it there yet! Until then, I journey through the intricate landscapes of the human body in my work at the hospital, tracking the unseen stories of cells.

When I step outside my comfort zone, you might find me on a train to Eastbourne, Matlock, or Canterbury, breathing in the fresh air and gathering inspiration. I return with pockets full of poetic ideas, though time rarely lets me write them all down.

London’s endless rainy days often set the stage for my impromptu singing performances on my way to work. I love dancing too, especially the waltz, though I’m a bit too shy to twirl in the rain.

I have a soft spot for pasta, coffee, chocolate, and a good laugh. Politics might elude me, but the human soul does not. And if there’s one thing I believe in, it’s this: Love is our strongest emotion, survival instinct, and essential need.

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