Whispher
The wind whisphersShhhhhhhhhh ~ ~ ~
a story it does speak
A tale of dancing with snow
on a high mountain
peak
Gliding with birds
over land
across sea
Not to be stationary
born to be
free
Coming from north
it brings a chill
to the west
Never invited
but always
a guest
No beginning
middle
or end
Just a whisper
from Nature's
blowing friend
Poetry by EpIphany
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Written on 2005-08-31 at 18:23
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