Yuri
09-26-2007, 09:58 PM
Northwind
Whispering, I part morning’s pewter mist
Weaving silently through pine and fir
Notes of spruce upon my hurried breath
As desperate gasps announce autumn’s northern race
Restlessly I carry muted maple hues
As clouds sail my gun-metal sky
Passing colours to river’s grasp
In it’s hurried search for the bay
A collar is turned to my icy caress
As the paddle draws time closer
Parting reeds and rushes, I gather speed
Where granite narrows channel my final descent
Forest unfettered, I am set free
To add my dying breath to winter’s newborn chorus
Scattered and spent I embrace the lowlands
Drifting over the wilderness as would a Lightfoot melody…
(anonymous)
Whispering, I part morning’s pewter mist
Weaving silently through pine and fir
Notes of spruce upon my hurried breath
As desperate gasps announce autumn’s northern race
Restlessly I carry muted maple hues
As clouds sail my gun-metal sky
Passing colours to river’s grasp
In it’s hurried search for the bay
A collar is turned to my icy caress
As the paddle draws time closer
Parting reeds and rushes, I gather speed
Where granite narrows channel my final descent
Forest unfettered, I am set free
To add my dying breath to winter’s newborn chorus
Scattered and spent I embrace the lowlands
Drifting over the wilderness as would a Lightfoot melody…
(anonymous)