the wind carries me

[nube_bh]

The wind carries me
On her wings
Whispering secrets to me of ages forgotten
Though I know not exactly what her words mean
They speak, as though an inner voice
The language is foreign
Known only to her and myself
It speaks of my destiny
Things to come
Things to pass
Things that have come
Things that have passed
Her words soothe me…

The end is at hand
The end of my tribulations
The end of my trials
The end of my struggle…

Life,
is reborn anew
fire
passion
art
The wind tells me of all these things
The wind whispers….

My muse has returned
and with her
has been brought my happiness….