Wind Song She walks through the forest timber Her breath quickening, shallowing with anticipation Spurred by her restless mind She comes here often to lose her troubles in the shadows of the trees Ancient giants that grow in a complex tangle of exuberant beauty The gentle sound of the waterfall cleanses her spirit And lush greenness washes away the weariness from her heart Golden light breaks through the green canopy and danced about her cheek Warming her face She hopes to catch wisps of a faraway wind song Her needs are an unceasing storm A burning, insatiable tempest that devours the echoes and disjointed vignettes Of lyrics that hide in the forest winds All around her hangs a profound silence where the whispers of the wind are like a shout And she can hear her Passion's grief as it weeps gently to her heart The whispers of the wind calms her Calls to her Becomes a sweet, enticing song filling her tearful eyes and Disturbing the chaotic whirl of her emotions The cooing hum of the wind song pleases her desires and the Dangling vines adore her lips The soft leaves caress her skin and the Musty greenish aroma of the forest delights her being She surrenders completely to the song's melody And her dreams mingle with the sweet scent of the trees The wind song grows in its loveliness Becoming a symphony of repressed desires and memories that wells up from her soul So tranquil the lyrics become it wrings tears from the moss covered stones She begins to echo the endearing song The lyrical rise and fall of her clear young voice resonating through the timber spirits Singing along with the forest choir and becoming dazed by the stillness of the forest green Her soul leaves her body and dances with the specters in the treetops Becoming a disembodied spirit desperately seeking love among the ruins of her life Her passions melt into the soul of the ancient trees As the day grows old, a cool breeze whips up and carries time away A dark shroud gently descends upon the forest as sunlight flees before the night's dark reign She knows she must leave So she deeply inhales the last few fading notes of the song And reluctantly walks the path back to her home The wind song still on her lips

Copyright 2000 - M.D. Burke