Where have you gone?
Was yesterday a dream . . .
will tomorrow ever come ?
Do you do this for amusement
or is there a purpose to the madness?
Speak will you!
They say you are the wisest to be found
if only you would reveal your wisdom.
Silence covers desolate land,
not even the trees dare whisper to their leaves
and the water stands warmly frozen in it's bed.
" Secrets are meant to be kept
and that is what must be done,
do not ask your silly questions
I'll not play your silly human games,
Listen to the wind . . . . .
for then the answers you may find,
till then, you'll never know!"
The voice came soft yet stern,
whispers on the calming breeze.
The boy turned ,
and listened. . . .