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Puplished in an Anothology for fledgling Poets in 1998
Whispers
As time goes on we hear our song, In nature we will always see. With whispered words we understood, what was once will never be. Because you and I and the other three, have the magik and mystery. I once was lost in a wrath of my own, never hoping and never seeing. I chose the silence, I chose to weep, I chose this all alone. You chose the empty, the void of life, You chose to never speak. On a hill in a land very far from here I found a glade that whispered your name. It was not you, but you were there, like a flower that needed the rain. And so my tears, I gave to you and in that spell I took your pain. The old man spoke and said to me, you are mine and I am thee. Imagine what we have done! In that meadow and on that day,
We heard them whisper...
what was once will never be.
Cassie
1997, march
