"Whisper-wind"!

 

Spirit of yon Whisper-wind!

 

Poetic cadenced-thyme choreograph-dances a swirling-tune

Midnight alabaster-pale full-moon south of a high-sun noon

 

Soul be a life of the-body! True! Spirit life of soul sacred-eternal

 Rain! Fire! & Wind! A cosmos-unicorn wild-ride gentle-fraternal!

 

And, with Luck!-Fortune! Blessing!-gift humble-generous perceived

Detail-attention to the sad-lament of Spirit Whisper-wind received

 

In the-tale of time and space and life and love---reality…a-chance!?

Discern a-meaning of-Fantasy in respite-dreams challenge-enhance

 

Then, serene-muse or tortured-demented wish a gentle-Hope! in-Peace!

Within a quantum-desire for understanding soft-light curiosity-to-cease

 

Some prefer obfuscated-blur only to-dance in-rain of word-sculpture-match

While-some may rather-choose a Spirit Whisper-wind subtle-sway say-patch

 

An-ear attuned to Love! In-Life! Of Time! & Space! Hears crystal-understanding

Each to-choose an honor-noble trace toward soft-gentle Glow-of-light meandering

 

 

Within yonder-cairn Whisper-wind idle-lament…

 

He thought he slept within a-dream of respite solace-time where gentle-

blended rainbow-hues combined to swirl-bind a seductive-Fantasy in

some soft-time through fogged-space where a silver-winged Unicorn

soars thunderous-Wild! discovering the eternal spectrum-cosmos wide!

 

To-try delineate a slumber-possible from a “What?” might-be tangible

in touch-sense seems only an-irrational persuaded-gimmick strike at

pleasant-enlightenment---a-“wonder”…perhaps, at its just very-best!?

 

Indian-nation varied scattered-tribes did wander far-and-near upon

a Mother-earth protector/provider where only the-rocks live-forever!

When might the-“tide” recede, or, hopeful-end?---So-many?Unending!’’…

Myriad! They-come! More-than blue-white diamonds midnight-abyss!

 

I-heard the stagecoach hardwood-wheel iron-circle crush on hard-rock

firm subdued to grains-of-sand swept in collective dust-clouds fly-lost

against yon-hills and mountain-summit to the crystal-river surreptitious-flow.

 

Pray-I: Lord! Allow humble-I be only as “Good” a-steward of Thy-land, as-they!

Might?---With Thy-strength and aid…plant 12-thousand trees!                 Amen!