Morning those who were lost
the wind sings a song for them
It is carried to all corners of the planet
to the ears of those who will listen.
Upon hearing this mornful song
they all begin to weep
hearts touched by the loss
of those who came before
They then create paintings
songs, stories, and poems
to honor all those who came before
The wind feels these things
and sings of those who came before
but the song has changed
from one of morning
to one of joy
The wind moves on
across the planet
to find another song to sing
Those that hear the songs
wish the wind luke in finding
what it will find
for the cycle is never ending
the wind shall find another song
and it shall sing it
Those who listen will hear and
the cycle will begin anew
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- 16 years, 10 months, 23 days ago