The Wind Whispers Your Name to Me
wind whispers your name …
Time rushes forward,
like waves crashing against craggy rocks,
fog so thick hides the beam of light,
from a long forgotten lighthouse.
Life turned about,
but there is no doubt,
your face and your eyes still blaze in my memory –
the wind whispers your name to me.
Through all the years,
all the memories,
I still see you before me,
through all the seasons,
searching the twinkling stars above,
wondering which one shines your love on me.
Through all the eternal springs,
blossoming summers,
colorful autumns
and frozen winter skies,
your face and your eyes still blaze before me –
the wind whispers your name to me.
Tumbling waterfalls,
thundering in cascades,
resound like the thumping of heartbeats,
never a quiet moment,
every song a memory recalls,
for you are still before me,
still, want to reach for your hand,
true love never dies –
the wind whispers your name to me.
Calendar pages,
remind me of time passing,
like golden grains of sand,
through an hourglass.
I sift through the pages in my mind,
seems like you were with me,
only yesterday,
but yesterday was a whole lifetime ago.
Life rolls along,
soon many years of love fade away,
time has turned around,
you remain a part of my heart,
your face and your eyes still blaze before me –
the wind whispers your name to me.
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Love never dies, it just goes to a quieter place. Lovely work, Rasma. Well done.
Thank you, Phyllis.
Great work as always, Rasma, enjoyed it. Take care.
Thank you, Tony.
Beautiful poetry Rasma. This wind carries so many memories. Jamie
Thank you, Jamie.
Lovely work Rasma.
Thank you, Paul.