Whispered In the Wind
The wind whispered to me a secret I could not share,
I carried it around hidden in my memories,
time moved on and the secret distorted in content,
I wondered often if it was real or imagined.
I sat on a mountain not at its peak for I was weary,
the wind blew from the North chilling these old bones,
I saw the golden eagle as she sought her prey,
and i recalled with clarity those secret words.
Once the wind whispered to me a secret I could not share,
I carried it around hidden deep in my heart and mind,
time grows short and I know God seeks me to depart,
the gates of heaven lay open and with me my secret.
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