with the Gods
from the Breath of the Gods
a wind was born
it’s warmth swirled
within and without my consciousness
cascading from the peaks of understanding
embraced by the Mountain
to the slopes of our existence
bringing forth the hopes for change
the whistling was reminiscent
of times past
and i felt the lasting reassurance
that the Gods still live
they still breath
their spirit upon the essence of man
and i stand
in reverent memory
taking it all in
again
traveling upon the wind
from where it all begins
to now
with the Gods
© 2 April 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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