Insubstantial but all important

a hint of memory

a wisp of a dream

a simple of suggestion

of what might have been

a glimmer of hope

a single floating feather

sitting softly on the surface

of things yet to be weathered 

A dandelion carrying

through the wind

an unspoken wish

fraying but unthinned

the unsung song

of a story never told

older than memory

to precious to be sold

A gentle old soul 

under an autumnal tree

watching her memories 

fly away in the breeze

soft as a baby's breath

light as a gossamer thread

insubstantial as the wind

our most precious secrets forever unsaid

while we don't have the courage

to utter them aloud

they float to from minds

up to the clouds

Reviews

[Mockingbird]

expresses mystery in that of the past and how it bears on the future. beautifully written.

[Harmonica winds]

soft as a baby's breath
light as a gossamer thread
insubstantial as the wind
our most precious secrets forever unsaid

I really loved this verse, This is a wonderful, beuatiful read.