WHEN THE WIND WHISPERS

When the wind whispers

across the desert,

the mountain

or the sea,

you can hear my voice.

If you listen closely,

you'll hear me.

I stand there on the dune

on the hillsides

and the moon

and send you this poetic tune

I have loved you too long

to set you free

except in body, and in your soul

and you give your love now

to someone else;

But I am still your wife inside

and I am not yet whole

You are the only one who knew

what I really meant to you

and you are gone

so here's a song

of wind and rain

for someone who's
moved on.

©Christina 11-04

Painting ~ Bill Rabbit