Zephyrs

night breeze and storm winds

Night Zephyrs

How well you know me, gentle breezes all;
You twine your fingers through my hair tonight,
Caress my face, your kindness is a call
To trust beyond the surety of my sight.
Your touch is soft with sweetness of the light–
Half-lights of moon and stars upon your wings
Invisible, O gentle zephyrs, bright
With grace.  You are too young to promise things
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