The Cold Night

The cold night

voices in the wind

sounds of souls

echoed from the past

pulling on the memories

pushing on the senses

teasing and twisting

dancing on the air

rhythm

motion

light

moving in the darkness

fighting off the day

chants of ancient spirits

faintly

sing the songs

of times once remembered

proud

free

strong

spirit voices call us

In the stillness

Of our heart

Wrapped in the blanket

Of the cold night