Marching on the Wind


by R


the trees know about
the curse
the atmosphere knows what's worse


the clouds are gathering
for a fearful storm

the horizon sees the world's sin
and where the beginnings of it begin


and a heavy heaven arrives;

marching on the wind

It's a day the prophets said
before the rising of the dead


you can hear the flutes
and pipers in the lead


from a time before Time began
for every child of man

there was plan that was planned for marching on the wind


Canada had not a clue
Buenos Aires came unglued


There was pointing, fainting ; others laughed
and danced


Some gave thanks
Some offered prayers
Some were caught up in the air

Some joined the angels marching on the wind


So rejoice you gentle souls
As the mystery unfolds



You see you can forgo your disbelief

From the West then
to the East

They will see the Prince of Peace


as the least of these
come marching on the wind...
© R Becker