Winds

Gusts of cold wind hit my face as I walk on the dry winter leaves
So many days, almost like an era, a time gone by with the memories I weave

The Wind was my friend, it always has been
Although this particular winter afternoon I am not very keen

Not very keen to turn back and look at the place I left
The time, the place, the happiness of which I am now bereft

The wind back then was my shadow which always surrounded me
On beaches I walked hand in hand and it never let me be

The dry sand beneath my feet was not wintery dry
It was always comfort and reassurance and everything I cannot buy

It asks me why you did it. Why did you run away?
You knew you wanted it then why didn’t you stay?

I have no answers and I can’t reply
Only a feeble moan saying I didn’t try

Didn’t try hard enough, the stakes were too high
I didn’t realize it back then, to myself I lie

I was scared to be lonely and lonely I am
Solitude is a drug and happiness is a sham

But the wind is innocent, full of questions
Will you go back? Go back and smile at the sun?

The sun was my partner, my partner in crime
Together we laughed and played the wind chimes

I will go back, go back to sunrise I say
I wait for an absolution, for a brilliant bright day