We have sung

our songs again,

songs of comfort,

songs of strength,

and we have told our tales

of yesterday,

but there is no comfort here…

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Come, calls

the voice

on the wind…

come deeper

and I will

teach you

to sing….

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But we have sung…

and our voices

cracked with pain

as the memories

of  golden years

torment

our now diminished

state….

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So, come, calls

the voice

on the wind…

come deeper

and I will

teach you

to sing….

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What will you teach

us wild wind voice?

Where will you lead us?

Is there a long

forgotten song

for us to relearn?

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… come, calls

the voice

on the wind…

come deeper

and I will

teach you

to sing….

I will teach you a song

from a time of despair

when all seemed

lost

as now,

and I will teach you

to seek the hope

they sought…

only come

for this is your

true song

of faith…

…come sing of flame,

of wind,

and power,

of scattering

and miracles,

of beginnings,

and endings

only to begin again….

this is your

true song

this is your true strength…

only come

leave your dreams

of comfort

look beyond yesterday

to tomorrow

… come…