Wind

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    Wind

    Standing in a field all alone,
    I can see for miles and yet
    is as if I am the only person left in the world.
    Such silence is almost deafening.
    No birds sing, no crickets chirp.
    Even the frogs are silent.
    The only sound that reaches
    my hungry ears,
    is the wind rustling the waist high grass
    and far off trees.
    It caress's my skin like a lover's hand.
    Cool and refreshing
    it eases the ache in my soul.
    I close my eyes and lift my face to the sky,
    letting the wind play over my body.
    I feel the grass swaying against my thighs
    in a dance peformed since life began.
    I let my mind go, floating on the currents of the wind,
    and I feel my sanity return to me.
    With a clarity I haven't had in ages,
    I see the world for what it is.
    And I weep at the tragedy it has become.
    I feel the wind begin to swirl around me,
    reflecting the chaos my weary eyes behold.
    And in that chaotic wind that burns my skin,
    I see the turmoil that has enveloped the world.
    War, famine, disease, anger, hate, vengence.
    Tears fill my eyes as I search for a glimmer of hope.
    A grain of truth in this maelstrom of deceit.
    Is there anything left worth saving?

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    greyeyes231 commented on Wind

    12-04-2011

    you put into words things that the most sensitive feel

    origionalmerlin commented on Wind

    05-02-2009

    hope is worth saving, and dreams, and creativity... good write, thanks for posting this... andrew

    origionalmerlin commented on Wind

    05-02-2009

    hope is worth saving, and dreams, and creativity... good write, thanks for posting this... andrew

    crimsondragon commented on Wind

    04-18-2009

    this is very good

    Middlen commented on Wind

    04-18-2009

    Very nice and oh so very true.

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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