Looming on the landscape
Your voice calls to me
At the mouth of the river
Your voice lingers still
My veins freeze in the chill of your voice
And still the leaves fall
I hear the thunder grow nearer
And drops start to fall
Tears of the earth
Cleansing us
And bathing our bodies
In the moonlight's brilliance
I hear your voice still.....
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