Whispering Clouds

Come
Whisper the clouds
touch our graying cheeks
and let your tears
mingle with ours

Step with sadness
through the empty meadows
where wildflowers
used to gently sway
in the breath
of a tickling breeze
a place
where butterflies danced
like colored foxfire
their wings kissing the saphhire sky

Tread with heavy heart
through the dark
and silent forests
where songbirds once trilled
in acappella harmony
and fireflies drifted
in measured grace
like countless waltzing stars

Gaze in woe
across the stagnant lakes
where virgin swans
in snow white gowns
once slid in pairs
over glistening sheets
of crystal blue
and sweet clear water
fell like a diamond rain
from the face
of snow capped hills

Come

whisper the clouds

and weep