Issue 22 · One poem
From a Soft Spoken Wind
The journal's namesake — wind that carries her home.
From a soft spoken wind,
Feeling entered my heart.
The day that we met,
Will forever be set apart
From all my days before,
As the greatest day of my life.
The day in which I was reunited,
Brought back together with my eternal wife.
For the Spirit spoke so strong,
I thought my heart may burst.
Overwhelmed by countless year of love,
Remembering it was you I loved first.
Trusting in my God,
Knowing what I have been told.
Seeing in your prefect eyes,
My past and my future yet to unfold.
Completely immersed in a happiness,
Of feelings from a time before.
A perfect happiness that will never leave,
For I will love you forever more.
February 27th, 2009
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“From a soft spoken wind,”
From a Soft Spoken Wind