Gentle Winds of May

Do not trust my words when I say to stay
One way out and they shriek that its insane
Trust in the change from gentle winds of May

The path you walk consumed by endless gray
Endless drones spit their ash upon your flame
Do not trust my words when I say to stay

The first spring flower blooms beside the bay
Purple portulaca embraced by waves
Trust in the change from gentle winds of May

Life is a game, be fearless of the fray
At life’s end there will be but one to blame
Do not trust my words when I say to stay

I bathe in salted petals smooth as shea
Their kisses heal my ingrained guilt and shame
Trust in the change from gentle winds of May

We must always confront the end of day
Shine on like rolling fields of golden grain
Do not trust my words when I say to stay
Trust in the change from gentle winds of May

-WM