Your Soul Calls to Me


Your Soul Calls to Me

The wind in mournful cadence moans

And consumes all other sounds

Thunder rumbles gently

The sound reaches me

But my mind is elsewhere

My thoughts are so loud

A storm of memories and visions

Your soul calls to me

From some uncertain place

It has a sound of quiet peace

Sweeping me away

Like a river after a dream

That has gone tumbling

Across the midnight sky

© Ann Bagnall  2013.

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