The wind comes riding down from heaven. <br />Ho! wind of heaven, what do you bring? <br />Cool for the dawn, dew for the even, <br />And every sweetest thing. <br />O wind of heaven, from pink clouds driven, <br />What do you bring to me? <br />The low call of thy love who waits <br />Under the willow tree, <br />Whose boat upon the water waits <br />For me, for thee.<br /><br />Harriet Monroe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-message-of-the-wind/
