A wind is blowing over my soul, <br /> I hear it cry the whole night through -- <br />Is there no peace for me on earth <br /> Except with you? <br /> <br />Alas, the wind has made me wise, <br /> Over my naked soul it blew, -- <br />There is no peace for me on earth <br /> Even with you.<br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wind-6/
