{"id":421,"date":"2010-11-23T08:39:19","date_gmt":"2010-11-23T13:39:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/421\/the-wind-whispers\/"},"modified":"2010-11-23T08:39:19","modified_gmt":"2010-11-23T13:39:19","slug":"the-wind-whispers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/421\/the-wind-whispers\/","title":{"rendered":"The Wind Whispers"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\n<\/span><\/em><\/span>\"\"
\n <\/strong><\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

The Wind Whispers
\n<\/strong>
\nBreaking the silence of darkness
\njust before dawn,
\nmuted whispers call to me,
\nand I’m drawn once more
\nto the edge of the day,
\nthat magical canvas
\nof early morn.<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

I’m drawn to that place
\nwhere the stars still shine
\nand last night’s moon,
\nstill suspended in a dream,
\nis but a memory
\nin these precious moments
\nbefore the rising of the sun.<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

And as this muted darkness
\nmeets the lavish break of dawn
\nI listen carefully to the wind
\nas it sweeps across the waves,
\nwelcoming the morning
\nand heralding the day
\nas on the brink of this new day,
\nthe same ocean breezes
\nthat cradled my weary soul
\nand rocked it to sleep
\nas the day bid good night,
\nawaken me now
\nto this day and the dawn.<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

And renewed once more,
\nI listen well
\nto the whispers
\nof the wind
\nas I hear them
\ncalling me.<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

(c) bak 11-22-10<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

barbara kausteklis<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n


\n<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

I’m so very glad to see so many of <\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

my MySpace Friends here in this place. <\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n


\n<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Thanks so much for suggesting it.<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

I’ve gotten very attached to my friends <\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

there and would be so very sad to lose them.<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

~Barb~
\n<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n


\n<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The Wind Whispers Breaking the silence of darkness just before dawn, muted whispers call to me, and I’m drawn once more to the edge of the day, that magical canvas of early morn. I’m drawn to that place where the stars still shine and last night’s moon, still suspended in a dream, is but a […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[20,13,10,2,29],"tags":[63,41,4],"class_list":["post-421","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-art","category-environment","category-life","category-other","category-poems","tag-barbara-k","tag-photography","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/421","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=421"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/421\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=421"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=421"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=421"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}