Wind

Wind

A Poem by dadist poetic

Hear the tales told by the wind

For it has caressed the mountains

Carving secrets and scars which never mend

Given wrath to peaceful waves

Hiding the deepest of secrets

or letters in bottles he's trying to send

Shaken the most patient of trees

Whispering "it's time to let go"

so it falls to the ground

Where everything starts

Where everything comes to an end

 

Wind in an everlasting dance

A sway of freedom

Changing everything  in a single glance

it within holds sacred treasures

your yearnings

your pains

your desperate hopes

Wind is your only chance

for them to reach

As whispers to those in faraway lands

 

 

© 2013 dadist poetic


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Added on January 8, 2013
Last Updated on January 8, 2013