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Call Upon the Wind
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I whisper to the trees
to pass my word to the wind.
Carry this message to my love
upon your currents high aloft.
My cries to the night sky;
to the moon who has been my only friend,
were for my heart, yet empty;
empty as my arms without her heart to hold.
The chorus of the night woods
cannot hide the sound of her voice within my heart;
the voice I hold like fire,
azure cool amid searing white.
Gracious wind, do not wander, do not tarry;
for the song I sing to the solstice moon
rues the loneliness that tries to wrest my spirit
from the vessel of my soul.
There is no celebration, no autumn dance
without her touch, light as hummingbird's wings.
There is no grace or mercy for this restless heart;
no joy without the star that fell into my world,
now brightly lit with a brilliance all her own.
Oh, mighty wind, take my song of longing,
my lyric of endless tears;
take them to my love.
'Neath eagle's wings may your currents rush
the essence of my calling.
Let his cry carry from this forest deep,
in a voice that howls its misery,
speaking in words nocturnal;
words only she and the moon can understand.
Speak peace to me from my lover's heart.
Speak peace to the tears that bleed my soul.
Pass swiftly upon wings in starlight soaring,
that her lips' utterance might soothe
my pacing to and fro.
Return to me oh, rushing wind;
quickly, quickly now,
so that my soul would find its solace,
if only for a moment.
Let not my call fall upon her form
in dreamless sleep, deaf against my song.
'Tween sheets of silk, ten thousand thread,
flow cool upon her breast.
Dry the trails of wistful haunting tears
with the moment of which I dream;
when your breath carries my fingers through her hair
the way you rustle through the leaves.
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Last edited by zaac; 05-21-2008 at 02:31 AM.
Reason: my eyes are tired of purple
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Zaac,
I think that this is the first I have read of your work. This is stellar my friend. there is a melody that plays in the background as I read each stanza and verse and word. you have created quite a masterpiece. aaaawwwwwww but isn't that what love can do to you.
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zaac this is a spectacular song of love, and longing for your love...from the first line I was captured...not sure if it's lyrics or not...you didn't say...but the words are stupendous!! If your love doesn't answer this cry... send it my way! ( ducking whatever PD throws at me!) FABULOUS WRITE
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Quote:
Originally Posted by zaac
My cries to the night sky;
to the moon who has been my only friend,
were for my heart, yet empty;
empty as my arms without her heart to hold.
The chorus of the night woods
cannot hide the sound of her voice within my heart;
the voice I hold like fire,
searing white amid azure cool.
There is no celebration, no autumn dance without her touch, light as hummingbird's wings.
There is no grace or mercy for this restless heart; no joy without the star that fell into my world,
now brightly lit with a brilliance all her own.
Oh, mighty wind, take my song of longing, my lyric of endless tears;
take them to my love. 'Neath eagle's wings may your currents rush
the essence of my calling.
Let his cry carry from this forest deep,
in a voice that howls its misery, speaking in words nocturnal;
words only she and the moon can understand.
Dry the trails of wistful haunting tears
with the moment of which I dream;
the moment you rustle through the leaves
like my fingers through her hair.
Dear Zaac,
Trying to find a favorite line or stanza was extremely difficult. This was a beautiful song of love, longing, and strength. I love the metaphor of the wolf to depict the relationship, the emotion, and etc. To be honest, this is truly a masterpiece, and one of your best writings that I have ever read. I feel of this the way you feel about "Beautiful Train." The love described here is unbreakable and similar to wolves who for the most part mate for life. There are many many layers to this piece, and many stages. Additionally, it is funny you title this poem as so because my Great Grandmother used to make us be quiet as she "talked to the wind" as she used to say. I understood exactly what she meant. The wind really is an instrument. I am sure the wind brought back an answer to your love song, and how she must be the luckiest woman on Earth. Loved this immensely. An excellent rating. Thank you for also saying for "Halila"
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Zaac,
You are quite the lamenting lover. This poem just begs for the missing lover to hear its plea. The images are lovely, I especially like the thought of hummingbird wings so fragil like a heart in love.
thank you very much for your comments. I don't know where this one came from. I just sat down at my laptop and started typing with no ideas or anything. i really like this as one of my own favorites because i surprised myself.
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WOW Zaac I could totally agree with everyone ...... this needs a tune with it... My god it is a Masterpiece... The best I have seen from you so far.. and that is
Thank you for also saying for "Halila"
