Listen on the Wind
Listen on the wind; watch as the river flows.
Marvel at the sun rising and honour its repose.
Cherish the budding flower and the winter’s veil.
Regard the heavens’ depths and the ocean’s swell.
Look at the spirit inside all you behold,
on the fertile earth and the desert’s gold.
Look in the seasons; for there I dwell.
I am in the mountain, the wild bluebell.
The perennial cycle that binds us all:
the spring, through summer, the Fall.
Like the aged tree I ceased and went.
like my fathers. I return, as I was sent:
to Creation once more. I enter her embrace.
I left my mark on this earthly place.
Though I came but swiftly, to follow Life’s scheme,
I may be there, in all that you dream.
My soul is as bright as the summer sun.
Hold but a thought - and we are as one.
However, Destiny should render your fare,
think of me - and I shall always be there.
Jay George (2023)