an ancient song

6 10 2012

I walk alone, early evening, along the rough path among the blue sea and the bare hill
The wind sings a song I alone can hear; I alone can witness
I have to remember
I strongly feel I have to remember this song the wind sings to me
I whistle along with the wind
It’s an ancient song I sing
Blue waters sing along with me
Rocky slopes sing along with me
Blue waves in shade
Red crags against sunset


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