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I Spoke



The blazing flames,

The rolling smoke,

And above the chaos,

Only I spoke.

I spoke with words so soft but so loud,

And over all, a hush fell.

I told them of times that were different than these,

And all listened to what I had to tell.

I told them stories of times long ago.

Stories of things unseen.

I told them of stories you wouldn’t believe,

But they believed me, because I’m me.

Who I am, you may ask,

And you do have a right to know.

I am the wind that travels from place-to-place.

I am the one who journeys where you’ll never go.



Laura A. Bennett