In the darkness came a light cast down as a shield
of love and encouragement
Then the wind blew in from the north like a bony finger poking me in the ribs
It was cold and relentless, it blew up the mountainsides and over the snowy peaks
Spraying the dancing prisms in every direction like flocks of white arctic terns
It blew down the slopes and filled the Valleys in the black of moonless nights
Banging metal gates, chasing palm fronds, like limbs with giant hands, leaving husks behind on the street
Then the wind blew in from the north like a bony finger poking me in the ribs
It was cold and relentless, it blew up the mountainsides and over the snowy peaks
Spraying the dancing prisms in every direction like flocks of white arctic terns
It blew down the slopes and filled the Valleys in the black of moonless nights
Banging metal gates, chasing palm fronds, like limbs with giant hands, leaving husks behind on the street
That looked like dried up sea turtles that had
lost their way,
causing strife among all
It blew over my nights, in my sleepless dreams, and then onto sunlit harrowed day
There, breathing threats, anguish and fears in the breast of beasts, and in the families of man
It blew over my nights, in my sleepless dreams, and then onto sunlit harrowed day
There, breathing threats, anguish and fears in the breast of beasts, and in the families of man
The winds crashed through the window of life onto
the desktop, scattering script and parchment
Blowing letters right off the page; passing them over one week of days and into the next
Blasting they came over and over, like restless whispering souls in the swirling strokes of The Starry Night
Herded, pushed, and lead along by the unseen beating wings of countless celestial singing angels
It blew in sickness and then carried it out again with the dust and leaves and old papers strewn about
The hand of the Great unseen Spirit sent the wind to cleanse the land, to scrub it clean and to test each one
It came to refresh the air and all the creatures in its path like children waiting to be clothed and fed
So forceful was the caress from this tide of unseen waves that it swept the future into the past,
As it broke into my sleep again and again so that I wandered aimlessly and anxiously
Walking and working in places of the past, lost and confused,
Blowing letters right off the page; passing them over one week of days and into the next
Blasting they came over and over, like restless whispering souls in the swirling strokes of The Starry Night
Herded, pushed, and lead along by the unseen beating wings of countless celestial singing angels
It blew in sickness and then carried it out again with the dust and leaves and old papers strewn about
The hand of the Great unseen Spirit sent the wind to cleanse the land, to scrub it clean and to test each one
It came to refresh the air and all the creatures in its path like children waiting to be clothed and fed
So forceful was the caress from this tide of unseen waves that it swept the future into the past,
As it broke into my sleep again and again so that I wandered aimlessly and anxiously
Walking and working in places of the past, lost and confused,
making deals for no one, disoriented in the once
familiar,
Searching out friends that were no longer there, trying to find my way back in other cities and times
Then a voice spoke from within my sleep, within my heart saying; “today is one of special happenings”
“A time of new beginnings,” but someone called my name, and then again, till I awoke and went with her
She took my hand and showed the way outside to the yard, and gestured toward the sky in awe
Searching out friends that were no longer there, trying to find my way back in other cities and times
Then a voice spoke from within my sleep, within my heart saying; “today is one of special happenings”
“A time of new beginnings,” but someone called my name, and then again, till I awoke and went with her
She took my hand and showed the way outside to the yard, and gestured toward the sky in awe
Dawn, covered in a stunning onward stretching
shout of, burnt reds, pinks, and mauves,
Gentle, looking down upon us in innocence like a big blue eye baby covered in rose petals
The wind agreed to be silent for a while, as was the morning,
Gentle, looking down upon us in innocence like a big blue eye baby covered in rose petals
The wind agreed to be silent for a while, as was the morning,
so that every still bosom might drink the milk of
the newborn day
This Winter's day every beating heart, great and small is renewed and the world is given life once more
There we were, a part of it all, I in my T-shirt and boxers,
This Winter's day every beating heart, great and small is renewed and the world is given life once more
There we were, a part of it all, I in my T-shirt and boxers,
Love in her robe, smiling at one another,
Sunlight in our hearts and in the eyes of our children.
Sunlight in our hearts and in the eyes of our children.
