I dedicate this simple poem to every members of the Narutofan forums' Gaara Fanclub founded by Chocobo, who is the greatest Gaara fan I know! I hope you like it even if it could sound a little strange since English isn't my native language.
I want also to thanks Gold Knight for his precious support and beta-reading. :)
Reccomended music: "The Blue Dawn" by Yoriko (the same singer of the first ending theme of the anime named Speed Grapher, do you know it?). It's ok the 9th ending song of Naruto too, ("Nakushita Kotoba" by No Regret Life) or any other melancholy song or music.
R&R please!
Kaze no Oto
Deep and obscure silence
Where also the wind is silent,
But neither hanging in emptiness
I feel sensations of peace yet.
White, motionless space
Where also the time waits,
My many doubts have spread
Will be found what I search?
Why I'm here…
And above all, who am I?
Then a warm gentle gale
Stirs the always still air…
Invisible yet relentless wind,
Why I feel so attached to it?
I'm not able to see myself
In this void that we alone,
I and the wind, can't fill…
And only a shadow remains.
A shadow in the wind…
Or the Shadow of the Wind?
Then I hear a distant cry
Which I should remember
'Cause not so far a time,
That very voice saved me…
The hopeful persistent tone
Of who will never give up,
And already surprised me once
Saying he too has been alone.
Gaara…is he calling me like that?
Am I an Asura who only loves himself?
But I can hear its yells no more
Which were always there before,
In the darkest and rearest side
Of my once frailer mind.
Now I remember who I am
Now I remember everything…
Yet I didn't know I could sleep,
I would stay forever like this.
But what will be of them?
I can't leave them indeed!
Being needed by someone…
At last being loved,
Feelings I believed were
Lies, are now sincere.
So I listen to the loud voice
Which has come nearer,
Until two arms hold me
And nothing becomes pain.
Opening my eyes, keeping to fight,
Under a glance so alike to mine…
I would have said "I was dreaming",
I would have said so many things
But the wind's sound was covering
And only a rare smile replied to him.