~Voice on the Wind

I hear your voice calling through the meadows

         high above the mountain tops as it beckons 

it's elusive yet a clear reminder of all that is sacred

           that has gone before this time and ever shall be

crisp as a bell it echoes the chant of the ages

      winding through sorrow'd winds to be healed,

dances on ether'd clouds like spiritual autumn leaves

     floating gallantly on the wings of all mankind

bringing forth stillness and peace for all who listen 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

"spiritual autumn leaves" Interesting phrase, Frieda... Whoosh, I love listening to the voice on the wind. :) Hmm, just wondering if you really mean "on the wind" or "in the wind" or "of the wind"? I find prepositions confusing and this is the first time I've read of "on the wind"...

[Frieda P]

Actually I borrowed it from the music that's playing, first line is "I hear your voice on the wind" I rather liked how it sounded, thanks Blue.

[Rita L. Sev]

This poem breathes in whispered echoes, Frieda - serene with a touch of melancholy, and very beautiful.

[Frieda P]

I love that description Rita, jazzed, thanks so much!

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

I think in some ways, we all have a "voice on the wind"...something that speaks to us of things that have passed and things that are yet to be. Too bad, as you said, so many people choose not to listen. I really enjoyed the imagery and the pacing of this one, because it reminds me of something ethereal and yet strong at the same time. Well done, my friend!

[Frieda P]

I agree Friday, thanks for your insightful review, glad you enjoyed!

[Lydia Shutter]

Magical spirituality in this one.....such an emotive write. I am deeply moved by your words, Frieda. lydi**

[Frieda P]

I'm moved by your review Lydi, thank you.

[Essa G]

wow, really deep and vivid
really makes you think :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Essa, jazzed you enjoyed :-)

[Misery]

I love this poem, Frieda.
My spirit aches to hear such a voice bringing stillness and peace. Your words have left me longing for a crisp, floating respite from all the 'hubbub' of humanity.
Where may I find this voice you eloquently describe?

[Frieda P]

I love this review Misery, I think the voice is different for everyone, whichever speaks to you...thanks so much for your kind words.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ethereal Frieda at her mourneful best and a stolen celtic accompaniment!

[Frieda P]

Stolen? Borrowed dear, do you own the music on your poetry, thanks John!

[Dr. Wood ?]

Well this is BOBINZ

The song of the past and the tune of what will be

[Frieda P]

Oh psssh you, thanks doc!

[WithLoveandLoss.]

So intricately wrttien. There is neither one word that lacks detail, nor one sentence that fails to create a potrait in the mind of tne reader. Lovely.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much, you humble me with your kind words, glad you enjoyed.

[s y e]

"that has gone before this time and ever shall be
crisp as a bell it echoes the chant of the ages
winding through sorrow'd winds to be healed,
dances on ether'd clouds like spiritual autumn leaves"

This is lovely Frieda - I really enjoyed this one and the music was perfect. Very fitting. You have blown me away with this lovely write.

[Frieda P]

Awh thanks noodles, glad you enjoyed this one...x

[kublakhan27]

After reading this, I had to close my eyes and take a deep breath. There are certain days when certain poems just make me feel as though I could bawl like a baby and this is one such piece. I'm never able to cite specific lines as favourites when I read you cuz your poems are so tightly-woven, and in the case of this one, each line compounding the pathos that much more. This is a sad and beautiful work, and a brilliant one as well.

[Frieda P]

I feel you Steve, I think our voices are coming from similar places, thanks so much my dear friend, love your sentiments here. x

[kublakhan27]

I have no doubt about that my friend. It's always a pleasure reading your work and just having you as a friend...xo