Time Hailed the Wind

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Author's Note

From a flaming fire, Time hailed the Wind
Because he was enamored
By the way she scattered leaves in gusts so sweet
He celebrated her beauty by running his hands backward
Whirling streaks of fire in flaming heat

Morning beckoned to the hands of Time to see the Ocean wide
To try and end his celebration of the Wind
Hoping he would be enamored
By the changing tide
His backward running, he would then unwind

Time's flaming fire burned higher, as he felt a breeze
Flowing cool, on his quickly spinning hands
No rest would he find, until the Wind he pleased
Ignoring Morning, he moved even faster
Surely, she would understand

Evening persuaded Morning to leave this post to him
Thinking he could stop Time's ardent quest
Yet he forgot that true love cannot be dimmed
When he showed him all the stars
He loved best

From a flaming fire, Time hailed the Wind
Knowing that she was his one desire
Morning and Evening could never stop his hands
For Time's love for the Wind
Fed his fire

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I always knew that a bellows and some time was all it needed to turn a spark into a raging flame. Now I know why. What a wonderful mythical piece. It's almost like a religious legend explaining the nature of things. Reminded me of some Native American folklore I have read but completely original.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Fabian, sometimes my Cherokee side runs rampant :)

[Allen Smuckler]

Again, Wow! It's been four years since I last read and listened to this beautiful poem...It's still just as powerful... still just as cogent. Hope you are well Neva...

[Weeping willow]

Wonderfully written in expression of words.Like it very much.Hope you return and write more someday;-]

[iand63]

Time and man; the war that rages unseen. As someone else has said I enjoy the 'mythical' element of this piece, and how you have captured the visceral nature of our struggling with time.

[Tom Lumsden]

What a powerful poem. The cadence is consuming and is enhanced by the rhyme scheme and the repeat of the first line in the last stanza that climaxes with a rebuttal of morning and evening, Torch me up!

Tom Lumsden

[Laughing-Bear]

My Dear Writing Friend,
I liked this write, it is thought provoking and stired my pneuma.

Blessings, Laughing-Bear

[Antoñyo]

As I am probably bias in that I love all things native, this has been read three times in hopes to separate from love of the written word...the third time I asked myself "Why?"
A clever read with brilliance and exceptionally vivid gusts of masterful brush strokes.
I thoroughly enjoyed,
Thanks for the share

[ba_mcfarlane]

Dear Neve, I must apologise for missing out on your pieces this last little while. My loss....
The symbolism in this write is both epic and sensuous. It could be a story of love and loss. It reads to me like an oral fable of a people whose history is so much more ancient than ours. Bravo, my dear and talented friend.

[Melobldnfr]

I wish I had words to lend justice to your work, Neva. Captivating and epic. Well done.

[Leigh]

This was very nice to listen to and you have told this story well, with a smooth delivery too. It reminded me of well established fables or myths as it is so convincing and has great content, message and meaning also II like the way you have used this site and the in built video facility, it is so effective and a great idea.

Love the accent

[Emma Ruth]

I love your use of language and imagery - you have a really enchanting feel to this piece; your personification of Time, the Wind, Morning and Evening makes it so captivating, and even better to hear you read it - awesome :)

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Emma :)