Realization

Realization I feel the spirits in the wind today, Rustling in the leaves Whispers and echoes Of days gone bye Saying things I cannot hear Or will not hear just yet Whispering a warning Hopefully a blessing Agitated they do seem But calm them I can So I stand under a massive oak tree And raise my hands high Come to me to me restless ones Tell me of your woes Fill my heart and soul With stories not yet known. They reply with a gusty breeze And howling of leaves I drop to me knees Pleading still, wondering. Not now my child They quietly respond You are not ready yet For the wisdom we share I start to shake in mild despair Wanting to help no realizing It is I who needs the help I feel the spirits in the wind today.