The Wind Whispers

~From my journal – VW – June 11, 2008~
A tribute to Virginia Woolf - I'll remember her always.  She was bigger than life, and only a moment in time separated her life from death.  She takes wing, and lives.

Quietly, softly, pulses the air

I hear it, I feel it

Knowing you are there

In a whisper, in a sigh

In the wind, I hear you cry

In a song, in a breeze

In my arms, you are free

Quietly, softly, you swim out alone

You stagger, you fall 

Moments have flown

I hold you in the air

You go, you are there

To be young, to be old

We are two, it is cold

Quietly, softly, you breathe not a word

You sleep, you dream

Murmurs are heard

Catching the wind, and capture the crests

Sealed to its folds, as nurturing breasts

Fly away fast

Fly away now

Fly to the air

To be found
Somehow

Winds will whisper

Your name will sing

Then sail away

On a gulls white wing