Blow Gently O Wily Wind…

Posted: July 26, 2019
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A grieving mom entreats the wind not to disturb her resting child, even though the thunder and rains come in too – a heartbreaking poem.

Blow gently O wily wind as you pass through my lands

My child sleeps in gentle slumber.

Do not rustle; do not swish as you pass by my house

My child rests his wearied bones.

As the night darkens and rain looms in the heavens

Do not disturb, let my child sleep.

As the heavens break to unleash thunder and light

I plead, I beg for your silence.

If you must, then caress the sodden earth as you pass

Gently rustle the grass, whisper there.

Do not wake him; shake him from his restful reverie

Leave him be, six feet under.

Image source: a still from the film Woman Wavering in the Rain

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