the wind whispers to me

 

today, i was sitting home alone and listened to

the wind blow, heard voices that i hadn’t heard

for so many years but they spoke to me t’if they

were from yesterday, making my heart flutter as

my spirit recognized their essence, for they were of

mi ‘Mama’, mi ‘hermano’, mi Tía, mi Tío’, mi perrito,

‘Jules’

 

they projected that they were all well and that soon

i would join them in a world of joy, a realm of wonder,

where music never ceases, and the heart is sated, the

soul is always dancing

 

and i know that the wind blows because the moon

glows as it also makes the waves of the sea rise and ebb

in the noir of night and so i walked outside to greet the stars

as they flicker hello, and i said to them that I’m looking

forward to this sojourn of what i had spoken to the wind

about, asking if i could bring my loved ones with me, and

the moon smiled and whispered back, and in its own way

said, ‘it is, what is intended’

 

startled by this i stepped back, just then the wind began

to blow again and i heard the voices once more, and this

time they asked me if i was ready to come aboard, but i

had to decline, for i had not fulfilled my legacy, i had not

written my epitaph, i had not finished expressing my words

of which i wish to leave behind…