The Winds of Time-Villanel

Unyielding and loud sweep the winds of time/ The freedoms of past ground down to fine sand/ Far gone is what was now quiet, sublime.// Tucked under my nails once sat dirt and grime/ Now dressed and ordered far gone the homeland/ Unyielding and loud sweep the winds of time.// Often forget as day slips to night-time/ Dreams of future fall like grain through a hand/ Far gone is what was now quiet, sublime.// The future rings its insidious chime/ As dreams set aside, blow away while canned/ Unyielding and loud sweep the winds of time.// Upon the hill ahead waits what a prime/ Ushered in silence to future now planned/ Far gone is what was now quiet, sublime.// But body and mind sharpened by the climb/ Noise and Silence mix, the end of a band/ Unyielding and loud sweep the winds of time/ Far gone is what was now quiet, sublime.