Hush, I hear you whispering in life giving breath,
Bestower of all breathing, far away from
death,
On my cheek, your kisses, I feel upon the breeze,
In midnight moonlight, I hear you tickling trees.
Hush, on winds I hear your songs, passing on
tiptoe,
Telling old secrets to the waves, dancing as
you blow,
Sending poetry through my dreams, as I softly
sleep,
Knowing, when I awake, their beauty I shall
keep.
Goddess of the air-kissed clouds & sweet
flying birds,
Lady of inspiration, comes blowing in on gentle
words,
Teasing tender tendrils, softly fingered upon
your way,
If you cannot take me with you, won´t you please
just stay?
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