WHISPERING WINDS

Whispering winds wail wildly through my soul

contrasts of contorted conditions
admonishments of astonished admissions
divisions of distorted dispositions
interrogations of inner inquistions

Wanton winds whisper wandering through my heart

disillusioned delusions of illusions
reckless reasonings of resolutions
confounded complexities of confusions
secluded scenarios of solutions

Wildly wailing winds whisper wordlessly

times of high, times of low
time for change, time to grow
and deep down inside I know
what I reap is all that I sow

And still the whispering winds blow.

May 28, 1990