Wednesday, April 10, 2013

#953 Stood alone in the silence

Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.  ~ Christina Rossetti

And all about him was the wind now, a pervasive sighing trough great emptiness, as though the prairie itself was breathing in long gusting breaths, unhampered by the buildings of town, warm and living against his face and in his hair....
People were forever born; people forever died, and never were again. Fathers died and sons were born; the prairie was forever, with its wind whispering through the long, dead grasses, through the long and endless silence. Winter came and spring and fall, then summer and winter again; the sun rose and set again, and everything that was once -- was again -- forever and forever. But for man, the prairie whispered -- never -- never. For Brian's father -- never.... There were no catches of breath, simply tears as he stood alone in the silence that stretched from everlasting to everlasting  ~ W. O. Mitchell,  Who Has Seen the Wind

Quotes about wind, life

- What has the wind whispered to you?
- How did you feel with the death of a loved one?
-What permeated your thoughts?