the wind will not stop sighing.A Poem by Relic~~~ The wind will not stop sighing. Its words are insistent and foreign hour after hour... It runs through the fields and sprints through trees, caressing the night into day. It tries to summon or warn me ... To tell me of something I cannot, on my own, perceive. The wind will not stop sighing as it slides across the cold waters, bending the brown grass marshes, imploring roving tails and thrushes, of some emphatic, unrelenting news. The wind will not stop sighing. It will not close its appeals around me, nor gather its clothes and leave. Beneath the pall of such a dark fortune, I can't explain or understand that which lies beyond my grasp. ~~~
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