Willow Trees Among the winds and the willow trees Lives an ancient spirit with a faraway heart Her tears weep gentle songs And her lyrics caress the cool evening breeze Sadness imprisons her in this forest green For in times now long crushed and forgotten She planted seeds of love with quiet care Only later to harvest regrets Betrayal Misfortune did she During a spring rainfall Her fragrant scent danced in the reflections in my eyes The thickets and timbers implored me Break the chains of misgivings surrounding her soul! But I fell down Shrouded in aphasia For only the angels can set her free So every night, I do what I can for the ancient spirit I visit her and listen to the songs of her tears Among the winds and the willow trees

Copyright 2000 - M.D. Burke