The wind gusts.
Human lusts
Are strong.
But, as I sit in my home,
I remember long
Gone Rome.
And listen to the eternal sing,
Of the gusting wind.
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K Morris - Poet 
Was just reading about the singing dunes on the steppes and the song of the wind is magical, sadly, not all have the patience or a deliberate inclination to access it.
Thank you for your lovely comment. The wind is in all of us, and will outlast us all.
All the best, Kevin
Yes it will. Just write something on it not too long. Will publish it later
I look forward to reading your poem, when you write it.