Stolen Secrets

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about the many mysteries and secrets of the world. I guess.

Submitted: May 10, 2008

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Submitted: May 10, 2008



I listen To the longing Call of a lone bird Its harrowing voice filled With secrets snatched away by The constant curling of the writhing wind.

I listen To the wailing Whistle of the browning Trees their boughs bending Forced to release their brittle and aged Secrets to the howling of the maddened wind.

I listen To the whispers Of the swaying brown Grass edged with green voicing The rebirth of the season the circle Spinning secrets stolen by the avenging wind.

I listen To the deep Song of the flowing River reaching through the Land laughing and weeping for Its secrets claimed by the mighty wind.

I listen To the cries Of the souls as they Travel across the land Holding to them for comfort Stolen secrets on the wings of the wind.

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