Bones

eerie songs of the wind shaking the trees;
cleansed in the fire...

Beautiful. I like to imagine this being a song 😁

i hear those
windchime vertebrae.
this was beautiful

song over the past enchanted with wild memories.
good write.

Brilliantly worded, intriguing write McJay.  I particularly like this second stanza:

Lie my wrath of the world
Whom I may vanish
My tries.

I often wish the world would go away myself, but you seem more proactive.  I can feel your wrath and it's devastating.  Fine work!

best in smaller parts.
deep thinking.