Wind Whispers


Lest we forget
I cry
from the mountain top
I scream through the
empty places sodden with blood.

You don't hear me anymore
you have taken apart everything
and taken away yourselves from me.

I whisper to the open hearts
in little ones, not yet closed.
Don't forget me
or what has been done
I am here, you have been taught
that my loving touch, my energy
that fills you up and makes you dance
is the same as fear
and less than sane.

I gather about me the dancing ones
sending them back,
strong this time - speaking out
into a time that may have come
to realise its own decay
and that perhaps I have not gone away
but wait
whispering
and howling in the wind
my children...
let me in.

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