gentle whisper

listening closely to a breeze, so gentle,
patient words did I hear; in a whisper
they spoke of a path, somewhat twisted,
one of many quiet roads
taking me to unknown places
where my imprisoned heart yearns for the faraway

often I have tried to escape to that place faraway
hoping to bathe in its wild magic, stilling and gentle
oh, I know there are other means and other places
where I may find the peace of songs which whisper
but men who adventure on unknown roads
care not if the way be a tad twisted

'twas quaint, the last way I traveled, not so twisted
though I sought distance, I went closer than faraway
to the place resembling the grassy, tree lined country roads
that I knew so well in my youth filled with gentle
dreams which still may, in quiet moments, whisper
to me of secrets well kept in hidden places

a hermit's feet take him traveling to undiscovered places
where the average man fears paths which seems twisted
he knows not of spoken words, so often does he whisper
for mankind, in his excitement, has been left faraway
behind his erring soul, in search of a gentle
solution, found in low dales or high on rocky roads

the abandoned cities are filled with insignificant roads
moving men from one to many other places
yet nothing there has remained gentle
though much becomes, with hate, so twisted…
am I wrong to venture alone, far faraway?
the answer is in a heartbeat's whisper

the birds call out and the rain does softly whisper
tomorrow is a destiny made of strange roads
taking me from myself, even more faraway
along the spiral of inner places
no longer so tightly twisted
that I have found to be caring and gentle

gentle cries will often whisper
twisted reasons to take new roads
faraway, the heart is found in many places




gentle whisper
20 june, 2006
(a sestina for Larry)