What of a breeze blowing

Around the Earth, circling

Gathering songs and words,

Rains and snows

Pictures and scenes

Of things new and old

Old and new

Over and over 

Again and again. 

Thoughts swirl amongst the cyclones,

Whirling sounds of wailing sorrows

Of ideas left upon a whisper

Into a night's dream lover

Hidden under the cover of shame and regret.

Oh, the loss of the greatest: The Answer to all questions

Because of fear and judgement

While those of high regard, keep stirring the wind

With their verbose rantings of superiority and all knowledge. 

What of a breeze becoming a storm, raging around the world

Waging wars, gathering robotic marching,

Mindless soldiers without ears or tears

Spreading lies and  thrashing bodies,

Bloodying sacred lands with decaying ancient heresies

Drowning truth in the slaughter of  the innocent

As the lambs are thrown down to the wolves

Stripped of their wool and ripped from their heads

What of a mighty wind exploding all the Earth

Into flying flaming bolders,

And mountain tops spiraling into the heavens

Becoming meteors like volcanos bursting forth like lava

Molten fire of hell, creating mighty rushing bellows of fire

Dancing high to the moon screaming defiantly for its rights

to own the universe.

And as the Sun looks upon it all, it melts in the sight of pure hatred  emerging from the ignorance and piety

Brought on by a band of mindless, robotic, marching soldiers

Singing songs and speaking words of the ancient heresies of Slaughter, drowning the truth, and feeding lies to those of High Regard,  as was taught by their Prophet of Old. 

All the while the breeze gathered the sounds and carried them around the world,

Circling around and around and no one stopped it.

They hid The Answer because of fear and judgement by the Supreme Leaders. 

And the Sun Melted and The Universe Crashed.

No breeze blew

No sound was heard

No judgement was made

And all that was left was Ash.

Until the Trumpets Sounded...

What of a breeze blowing...