The Winds Whisper

10/14/17

If I placed my bare feet into the sinking sands

or dove into the deepest trench of the oceans,

Would I find my soul in the midst of it all?

If I rested upon the back of an eagle

and laid my head down

could it still soar into the heavens

with the burdens that I cast on?

My heart longs to find the place where it comes from,

but everything I turn to, turns its back on

Relentlessly I search through the forests of time,

Combing through the branches all day and all night long.

but every place I go to,

the winds whisper: you don't belong.