Sorrow on the Wind

Love is not clinging
Love is not blind
as an early autumn wind
blows through now to remind

of cycles giving birth
to life upon the earth
and all of time
while a lonely church bell chimes

our sorrow out upon the wind
that whirls around the earth and then
to fuel the fire that burns
within the heart


Copyright© 1999 Michaelette L. Romano
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