I can’t help but to hear the winds cry,

feel it’s sharp pain,

and shiver at it’s loss.

I desire to climb at earth’s tower,

and sway the dance with it,

but the bitter winds restrict me.

I am nothing more than a commoner.

Sometimes i wonder,

If i was as light as air,

I could float along the sky,

follow the purest clouds,

whisper at the moon.

Then i wonder wouldn’t the bitterness of the unloved winds,

eat away at my flesh,

I am an earth bound spirit.

My only love is not the bitter winds,

that eat at my heart and soul.

But if i stay with it in the night,

share it’s pain.

My earth bound spirit will meet the moon some day.

If we turn out it’s lights,

sit in silence in the dark,

you’ll hear it,

the ice box,

beat in rythem,

 with what was my heart.

My body walks the earth,

well my soul reaches out to the sky,

i’ll always be with you my wind.

I shall sing to you each night.

you are my comfort,

as am i yours,

but we dare not sway together by day,

but you give me the strong swish of effection by night.

My soul gave you this poem and flew into the sky,

my body and mind remain wondering o’why? o’why? can’t I.

so my dear wind gather up all your strength,

my soul is already in your debt so will be my body and mind.

A piece of me will always remain,

the sound of my yellow pen,

I am intirely in your debt juggernaut,

you set me free, you let me search for what i wish to make mine.

I cannot cry for you love for i gave her all my tears,

i can no  longer give her my body as it is already yours as i had feared,

you will find my replacement like she did so i will leave my lullaby to cry along to as she did with my tears.