three; song of silence

This work is something I really enjoyed writing, and really just came from nowhere. Inspired mostly, I think, by the rushing feel of being alone in an empty field, the wind whipping about you, and the feel of something much more, something magnanimous about you. Something you can't understand; something special and magical, even.



From far away I can hear you
As the full moon rides on Her journey
Across a gossamer sky
A soft, wild wind surrounds me
Calls to me
Beckons me
to come and play awhile
There are secrets in the air that only Those who listen know
A wind filled with silent communication
This wind holds echoes
Of little girl giggles
And grown men’s laughter
And the deep, rich silence
That takes a lifetime to build.