Whisper In My Ear

It came to me from the desert,
A gust of sandy wind.
It travelled across the water,
A damp chill.
It bouldered over mountains,
Granite strong.
It crossed the world,
As a whisper.

It came in soft.
It came in quiet.
It came in gentle,
For my guidance.

I crossed the world,
Bouldered over mountains,
Travelled across the water,
Until I was lost in the desert.
The whisper died,
The wind faded.
I stood still – bewildered.
Praying for some guidance.

The world shifted,
Time had moved.
I waited,
Waited.

Things had changed,
I had grown – aged.
Life was a shadow,
The future a dim light.

The whisper never breathed,
But nor had I.
I waited
Expecting an answer
To a question that
I had never asked.

When I talked,
The wind picked up
Tickling my ears,
Calming my mind.

But even now
I can’t help but think,
Where I would have been,
If I had asked the wind


Earlier.