This poem was for Veterans' Day, Comments?

Question

THE ANCIENT PLAINTIVE SONG

The wind blows over the fields now
As it did so long ago
And through the grass on the silent mounds
Its notes begin to blow
A plaintive tune
To which we bow
As we stand on these grounds
And think not yet of what we sow
Beneath the meadow's brow.

We've planted many fields.

And still the wind blows on.

Knowing what we know not,

Receiving what we've sown.

We stand and fall, but think not,

As wind blows on and on.


Blow to a flame our embers,

Warmth that now rests in earth,

Sinews rejoin to members,

Give to the fallen birth,

Those of the wars long past

The silent rebound at the trumpet,

Graves break with life at last.

I'm honoured indeed. Please do post. Al+

It was written remembering my brother, a Vietnam vet I buried right across from our great great grandfather, a veteran of the Civil War and Andersonville POW, surrounded by other relatives from every war the US has fought right back to the Revolution in our family cemetery down home.

Answer 1

Very sombre, yet soft and welcoming. The hard edges have been softened by time. May I post this one too please? (I'll credit you of course)

Answer 2

Quite melancholic and the style captures the loss.
The wind blows 'through the grass on the silent mounds
Its notes begin to blow/A plaintive tune'
This reminds me of my own recent loss.
Quite touching these lines:

We've planted many fields.
And still the wind blows on.

Knowing what we know not,

Receiving what we've sown.
That wind that blows is hurting.

Sometimes it is hard to compose a poem in memory of the departed.
Thanks for making the effort.