~Words on the Wind ~
Your thoughts pouring out on paper
as if sand shifting upon a beach
grabbing one to build upon
as the others remain illusive – just out of reach
~~
While inside your mind
they ebb and flow as predictable as tides
with ideas like channel markers
guiding you through to where they hide
~~
The words you cast upon the winds
ones tossed around in the past
and with this crutch, its age and its wisdom
whispers to you, will this be the last
~~
But when the winds blow in
and the stars go blind
as darkness closes you in
will the winds remember the words left behind
~~
© April 11, 2005
by Carole Mathys