The Callin’
It happened out back
Behind the summer kitchen
A cold wind from the North
Screamed like a Banshie
I heard my name
Some say
It was a “callin'”

To hear the call
Understand the meaning
The goal is to master the task

Faint words blow across the mesa
An invitation to create
To grow
To stretch
To share

The journey will be lonely
If you catch that train
Destination unknown
You will visit places
Walk streets
Beyond dreams

The seasons change
Mark time
The river crests
The passing years
Cast on the wind
You may keep nothing
For nothing is promised
You will march to your death
Head held high
And you will die

In the end
When asked
You will say
It was all worth it

Note: Congratulations and happy one hundred wordles!


16 thoughts on “March 17, 2013 Sunday Whirl #100

  1. This leaves me feeling sad. There is some nobility and hope in your words, but the sadness pulls at me. You’ve created a strong tone in the piece.

    1. Thank you for your comment. It is all that we can do. We will be determined, there will be many obstacles, but we won’t let them break us. Therefore we will be flexible, we will be water, we will be wind, and we will reach out and we will hold on. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529

  2. i would hope that in the end it is all worth it…that calling…i have been there…and what choice do you have but to follow…if i dont i will be miserable…i like your comment as well…on being the water and the wind…

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