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Poem « Thread Started on Oct 25, 2009, 9:04pm »
I wrote this poem a couple of days ago, and to me, it is one that is needed to be shared to the world. Please read the poem, and let me know what you think. You may even tell everyone what it said to you, but you don't have too.
Let It Blow
When the wind blows, the leaves fly high, taking with it, the troubles of your past. Let this wind blow, so it can free you from your pain. The pain that you endured, from the day you were born.
When the wind blows, the birds soar through the open sky, bringing with them, the whispers of your mind. When this wind blows, it spreads the desires of the heart, across the world for all to hear.
Listen to the desires on the wind, so soft it is hard to hear. But it is there, and you must listen, for they are the desires of others, not just your own.
When you don’t listen, everything disappears. It will feel like you are alone, so alone that it drives you mad. You need to open your mind, so you can hear the people speak, so you may be free,from the loneliness. The loneliness you placed yourself into.
When the wind blows, the trees will dance, dancing the time away. Watch the flow of the trees, and they will create a new Let this wind blow, to carry you away, away from your guilty past. A guilt that comes for what you have not done.
When the wind blows, the grass will flow, like an ocean of green, tainted by your fears. When this wind blows, your fears will be forgotten, like the tales, of the ones you never heard.
When the wind blows, a new life will be born, a life that seems so different. Different for it feels the same, but it’s only on the same path.
You have lost your troubles, you have lost your pain. You have new desires, your old, spreading across the world. You no longer feel fear, for the grass has taken it away.
When the wind blows, the leaves fly high, high above your head, taking the troubles of another’s past. When the wind blows, you feel free, free to create a different path.
When the wind blows, the birds sore through the open sky, singing to you, the whispers of another’s mind. When the wind blows, it has done its job, to cleanse your soul.
When the wind blows, the trees will dance, dancing for your new found self. When the wind blows, the grass will flow, like an ocean of green, having cleansed itself from your fears.
When the wind blows, you will be new, and pass on the wind, to cleanse another. When the wind blows, it’s working on another, and the cycle continues. When the wind blows, let it blow.
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