WindSong

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Through the grove

of ancient cedar

sings a melody

that calls to me,

as to a mermaid

from the depths

onto her rock,

above-ground

and looking all around

at the new world

she has found,

as to a mother wolf

called back and back again

to the river full of salmon

for her young,

as to the inner beacon

that leads, unerringly, a murrulet

from sea to forest,

home to its far-flung nest.

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Grandfather Opa

waits patiently

through the decades,

as I have waited,

counting every ticking moment

between that vital time

through the quiet years of service

ever since.

On the wind,

is that him whispering:

"you have waited

long enough" ?

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Salt-tears ride the wind,

formed of ocean-spray

and my longing.

How many tears must a heart cry

before it can

go home?

In the wind,

a familiar melody.

In the sky

streaked with sunset,

a beckoning.

Along the ocean's shore,

a promise:

you can go

Home again.