Remember
There is something about the wind and its peaceful lullaby.
It rocks the trees, like a mother would a child;
Embracing, lovingly caressing, wooing one to sleep.
A paradise of some forgotten place where contentment dwells.
I close my eyes and I am there, rocking slowly to the tune.
A tune that only my heart knows, that calls my name and whispers:
“Remember. Remember time forgotten. Of that far away place
Where friends gathered and time stood still.
We spoke of things most cherished, of life yet lived.
Of loyalty and determination to return there.”
But sometimes the world talks too loudly and drowns out that song.
The wind always reminds me, if I let it talk to my heart.
It rocks the trees, like a mother would a child;
Embracing, lovingly caressing, wooing one to sleep.
A paradise of some forgotten place where contentment dwells.
I close my eyes and I am there, rocking slowly to the tune.
A tune that only my heart knows, that calls my name and whispers:
“Remember. Remember time forgotten. Of that far away place
Where friends gathered and time stood still.
We spoke of things most cherished, of life yet lived.
Of loyalty and determination to return there.”
But sometimes the world talks too loudly and drowns out that song.
The wind always reminds me, if I let it talk to my heart.
posted by Kaymbree Grey at 11:20 AM
1 Comments:
Interesting use of the wind. Usaully the wind is howling of calling but in this is a very peaceful feeling. The way the poem looks, it's line breaks, and the words all add to an image of a baby being rocked to sleep by a mother.
"Determination to return," is a wonderful way of putting a lot into a couple of words. I know that I long to return to old friends, where that feeling of comforting peace has entered my heart. Life, or the world as you call it in your poem, always gets in the way of those plans. It's sad, because I still love those friends, and I hold them very close to my heart but I cant seem to keep on top of everything I want to do with them.
A very thought-provoking poem for me. Antoher that I enjoyed as always.
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