Call Of Youth

I am a call of the wind
Silver stream
Lost in still flow
A silent song
Dwelling deep in mountains cold
Over the forest far beyond

I am the voice of old days
Call of youth
Silent memory upon ancient years
A dream of you

Follow me as you dare to dance with fire
My love and deepest desire

A stranger, a seeker
One heart to feel
One soul be healed
A very moment to last forever

You are the call of the mountains high
Lost desire of time
Memory wide, spark of fading light
Flames of old
Fire so bold
One last soul I fell for so deep

You are the light
Whisper of time
You are the call of wind I will follow till the day I die

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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