NO WINDS

by chezka quinte   May 18, 2011


No cold wind does she feel,
Aches and pains forgotten
She sits upon the damp grass as they dance for her

They land softly upon gnarled hands
Beauty and age in stark contrast
They whisper to her , beckoning her to join them

She closes her eyes and flies with them
Over miles, years, time, space
Their music fills her heart and soul; she smiles

Once more she is with him; love of her life
From oh so long ago
Their music fills her heart and soul

Tonight she joins Them
The pain and fetters of age fall from her
She is young again; she is with him

The sun rises casting its yellow glow
Upon the lifeless figure of an old woman
Morning breeze gently lifting her silver strands

Peeking from a rosebud nearby
They sing; hand in hand
Together again

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  • 14 years ago

    by Acoustic Odyssey

    A beautiful story, of the woman's final journey on earth, and the start of a brand new one. I love how's there's not much sadness, but a joyous feel. I also loved how you tied nature in with her passing to the next stage. Absolutely beautiful!
    Take care

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