We lose those, essence fades
But there voice from
Birth
To
Death
Carry in a wind of whispers,
A moment caught upon a
Breeze,
A breathe
Remembered
As if their voice heard, an echo
Of a time now caught within the winds.
You,
Me,
Us
We will hear their voices for times to come.
As every voice spoken is added to the wind,
So never fear
They will always
Be near,
They are but a breeze away forever
Voices travelling upon the winds.
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 5:19 PM UTC
We lose those, essence fades
But there voice from
Birth
To
Death
Carry in a wind of whispers,
A moment caught upon a
Breeze,
A breathe
Remembered
As if their voice heard, an echo
Of a time now caught within the winds.
You,
Me,
Us
We will hear their voices for times to come.
As every voice spoken is added to the wind,
So never fear
They will always
Be near,
They are but a breeze away forever
Voices travelling upon the winds.
