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Dying Screams
Gusts thump the windows, Never seen, but always heard, Hastening to meet the tallest oaks, Urging them to sway, bending, Leaning as if to waltz this way, that way, Wherever the curls and turns, Wherever the wind’s song impresses Them to move – east or west, North or south, this way and that way, Every way leads to the lingering burst of wonder, Amazement found on the crisp edges, Shadows betraying the notes, the music, Revealing the laughter of a breathless moment, When the wind meets the heart, Silences the doubts and reassures there is hope, Wherever the wind lays its trembling fingers, There is the promise of a fresh, cool breeze – Bold and strong, releasing the moments, One by one, fading the dark, the fear, With the dewlike sparkle of a clear joy… Thumping at the window, impetuous and warm, Willing to color the world in hues of soft gasps, Wind’s song invites even the past to hold on, Because it won’t be long before she is gone. Just listen to her scream, then – suddenly… She just up and leaves – the whole world, Quiet as can be, quiet as the softest grief… Her death such a mystery!
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