The Story of the Winds – Written Monday 11th January 1993 (Aged 17)

The Story of the Winds

The children fled the Mountain of Death, only to face their toughest test.
This was no child’s game of fun; now they faced the Nuclear Druids and a dying sun.
The world was new but so old and weary; life had lost its quest, and the dying sun had made it so dreary.
How could the people love when every situation was teary?
And so, the story of the Nuclear Druids and the dying sun had begun.
It was a time when mystic powers and magic were something everybody could understand.
No sleight of hand; the world was young.
In the noon, the children fled to a barren mound with its spirits abound.
It was on that day of change that the children were never seen again.
It was a night when the sun died a blissful death, and with the arrival of dawn, a new one came.
The Nuclear Druids roared like a thousand tortured screams and lost their misty eyes.
On that day, more than birds sang; some called it a new man, while others simply said nothing.
But they all watched the organized screams join the skies.
In the village, the women sat and wept their mournful cries, not for the Nuclear Druids, now part of Earth’s many skies, but for the darling, daring children who sacrificed their lives.
For a world not ruled by the Nuclear Druids or trouble or strife, but a world that contained respect and a love of life.
Now their elements are a powerful air; listen through the cracks, listen to the trees, even feel them through your hair.
The children are everywhere, looking over, always ready to care.
If you do not believe me, open the doors of your mind and look everywhere.
Just remember, before them, there was no powerful air.
Some say the children are in agony because the wind is always there, looking for their moths whom they want so much to care.
Always searching through forests and sky but never finding them there.

James Garratt – Monday, 11th January 1993

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