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Challenge of the Month XI: December
The Unknown. Perhaps it's our purpose, or an obscure branch of theoretical physics. Maybe it's the existence of a supreme being, or the origin of life. Or maybe it's something more personal. Write about something unknown. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
frankebutler

The Unknown Wind

I thought I heard your voice

But it was just a whisper in the wind

As I lay alone

Listening to the night storm

I remember of days past

When this house was not empty

And life filled it to the brim

But now there is silence, no human soul

The only sounds are of nature

The thunder, the lightning, the rain

The trees being shaken by the storm

Nature’s way of letting us know that

Time is moving on

If there be a Person in this wind

If there is a Spirit in the rain

If there is a God sending sown the lighting and thunder

I wish that He would reach out his hand and sooth me

Perhaps the storm is the way the one above

Is letting me know I’m not alone

Yet still I yearn for company in my solitude and melancholy

Feeling detached with the world and close to nature

Leaving time behind and speaking to the eternal

Hearing your voice in the whispering wind

When you’re not here