Oh! Whirling, swishing leaves above me, <br />Your daring mystifies my inner soul, <br />Leaving me to contemplate <br />Thy extreme goodness to behold. <br /> <br />Why have you gone so suddenly? <br />Is thy judgemnet in recoil? <br />Or is merriment and awe <br />My lasting just reward? <br /> <br />Embrace my deepest desires, <br />To reveal thy spirit is on fire; <br />Occassionally to ponder what is absent, <br />Returning only for the ransom. <br /> <br />As I sit and await for your return, <br />To lift my spirit into a churn <br />Blessing you ever so discreetly, <br />For breathing upon me sweetly.<br /><br />Elizabeth Fontaine Grieco<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wind-116/
