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For Those Who Have Lost - 7/21/2000

This poem has three main parts.
First part is a man asking the land what has happened to his love.
Second part is the land's response which symbolizes his paranoia, negativity. (that which pulls us down).
Third part is the wind's response - which speaks the truth - and lifts us up.

"For Those Who Have Lost"

Asked the Man to the Land:

"Where, oh where, oh where can she be?
My delicate maiden is so far from me.
I want for her smile, her light and her hand.
But where she does wander, I ask to the land?
Tell me of how, just wherefore will be,
When next will we meet, her form shall I see?
My life is just empty, barren and dull
I need to just hold her, embrace her in full.
This is not the way, that is normal to feel.
My heart discontent, her love it can heal.
These visions of danger, and harm that may come.
My fragile enchantress, to where have you run?"

Told the Land to the Wind: (lies)

"She traveled too far from your heart's good will.
Could another, she wondered - keep her from ill?
But clad in the shroud of one who deceives,
He held her at bay with all of her needs,
She felt his tight grip on shoulder and arm.
He led her away without much alarm.
On wings guilded dark, and crimson agleam,
Abducted in fear, her voice could not scream
Vanquished of life and vitality draining,
She tried to make do with what was remaining.
Her essence did flow out, and now all we see
Is the faint pale ghost of what used to be."

Whispered the Wind to the Man: (truth)

"Oberon captured and holds her near him,
For one such as her - you never can win.
Them that on wings shall ever just fly.
They float on my arms, they dance in my sky.
And now I do say, my friend and my foe,
Don't covet the life of one who should know
Such freedom that only and ever should be
Possessed by an angel, and those who can see
All beauty in life, her heart is the flame.
This creature is wild, and shall not be tamed
She visits your life, but quickly away.
Take not her for granted lest all will be lost.
Trudge on with your life, whatever the cost.
And have hope again one day she'll be there.
Just out of your sight, she waits in my lair."

Said the man to you:

"For those who have lost, I tell this to thee
Remember the Wind, be patient - and see."

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