Spirits upon the wind....

Spirits upon the wind....

Like a dusty savanna
My heart intensifies
within heat
Emotions seek
To control my mind
Like Conversing
With the spirit's upon
The wind
The souls are warning
of the dangers here
As debris of sorrow
come calling
Within the harrowing

Tears form
traveling the salt lines
On my face
The only dwelling of moisture
within this dusty place
Their emotions
running throughout
The contours of my vein's
Lost in disillusion
The fires shield's their face
Flames rose up to greet them,
frozen.... increasing fear
Nowhere to run
Nor escaping here
Everything covered
In the thickest smoke
Causing my lungs
Darkened air I choke
Only to breath the
aching in
My heart So hot
engulfed by pain
The agony they're were in
Seeks to converse
Like spirits upon the wind
My connecting suffering

To fly beyond
The amber clouds
Coated with falling ash
Like the darkest night
Seeking a doorway
To another life
Away from the burial site
Conversing
with the lost souls
Trapped without a light
For the flames had risen
Ending their living fight
Confined
By their aching
I set them free from
Within the darkest night
Pointing towards the stars
I watched them all
Take flight
Releasing my aching
Easing the burning
Within my heart
I could finally breathe
Again
Once their souls
they did..........depart.
Nardine Sanderson 03/01/2015.