…whisper their secrets

The four winds
whisper their secrets to me
no matter from whence they call
I always know it is you
a reminder of love once found
and of love now lost
in the vast ocean of sorrow

the south wind
brings a chill to my bones
a constant reminder
that nothing lasts forever

the north wind
whispers of summer days
and of how love
always made us feel alive

the east wind
carries the scents of home
and all the memories
that still linger in my heart

the west wind
sings of the distance
still between us
that can never be overcome

all that we were
and all that we were not
can never be erased
our essence is circling
in the ethers of time
and I still hear your whispers
in the corners of my dreams
© Ann Bagnall