Beckon the Wind

May 1, 2009
Clatter, clink
What a ghost cry
A chain dancing to the gust
Hope-- it never waves good bye

Free and proud
You bring animation to the dead and done

It is just because you move
That compels the clouds to life
And the winds follow at your feet

Finally we meet

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