Whirlwind

“It’s time to go,” He whispered.
The clouds were moving in.
She moves with the storms
And the rain was starting again.
This rain is her home,
These clouds, they carry her.
They take her from place to place-
They rescue her when she’s in trouble,
But they can’t erase his face.
He could hold her down
With nothing but a gaze.
He’d keep her here, and she’d be happy,
In this wretched place.
So do her a favor,
Let her leave.
Pretend that you hate her,
Don’t let her see
That she is worth anything.
Because if he asks her to stay
She will.
If he tells her he needs her
She’ll give him everything.
Don’t ask her to come home,
Because she doesn’t belong.
She doesn't belong here,
And she doesn’t belong to him.
She belongs to no one,
She’s carried with the wind.
The thunder and lightening guard her,
To keep a sacred oath,
And if he tries to keep her here,
The storm will kill them both.



It will not let her leave,
But it will let him enter.
But they will both be prisoners
If she pulls him to the center.
Forever locked
Forever chained
Forever tortured
Forever named
With the word that burns the flesh.
So let her go
And let her be
A piece of the storm
Wild and free.


They call her the Whirlwind
Because she constantly runs
She’s always going,
On the move,
With hope to gain, love to lose.
Her love is like the storm she rides
Violent and beautiful and fully alive.
She pours her love like rain
And he can erase her,
But he’ll miss her someday.
But she wants to be alone
Because she hurts less that way.
She’s caught in a whirlwind
And it's pulling her away.



She’s caught in a whirlwind,
The storm sings her song.
And she knows real love,
She's had it all along.
They call her the Whirlwind
And she’s going, going, gone.





--Lo--







"And this, I learned was the never ending flight
of those who sinned in the flesh, the carnal and lusty
who betrayed reason to their appetite...


Love, which permits no loved one not to love,
took me so strongly with delight in him
that we are one in Hell, as we were above...


While thus she spoke, the partner of her flame
Turn’d his deep sorrows to the whirlwind’s rage."


- Canto V
The Inferno
Dante Alighieri