Exodus

Exodus We rode in long lines
Across the sweep of plains
Through the jagged lines of mountains
We rode in wagons and on ponies
We sang as we rode
The wind lifted our voices and carried them away

We sang of our journey
The hills took notice
They echoed our words
Of freedom and joy and heartache and pain
The echoes faded away
Until they were whispers in the rocks

We rode in long lines
Through the gently rolling hills
Over tinkling brooks
We rode slowly, softly
And at a brisk canter, laughing as we rode
The wind lifted our laughter and carried it away

We laughed at our plight
The hills gave back our laughter
Tinged with pain
Their slopes, ageless, echoed our hurt
Masked in gentle laughter
The laughter faded away to silence

We rode in long lines
Over hardened rock
Through silent pines
We rode swiftly, running
We wailed as we rode
The wind wailed with us, and carried our grief away

We mourned our great sadness
The hills trembled and echoed
Their green slopes sobbed
And cried, softly now
The pain gently faded away


~ PeteVG