Wind-blown thoughts scatter,
sown across fields,
yearning to fly.
Songs of foreign words
intrigue our senses,
lost in translation.
A distant chatter
from a faraway world
of unknown things.
We know by heart
the call of nature.
The feel of solid ground
urging us ever onward,
toward hearth and home.
(Silenced by the storm)
(c) 2013
