| Windswept Overtake me, dancing wind, As I this grassy hill ascend. Let me revel, feel the thrill, Weave your whispers into my yearning hand. Past my fingers slip and fly, To distant spaces most remote. Brush my cheek; a caress imply, Before soaring high to help an eagle float. Ruffle the folds of my flowing gown, Assail my hearing with your urgent speed, Inflate my lungs with your frigid soul, Feed my heart the oxygen I need. Drunk with cool vitality, Your heady freshness I hungrily ingest. I feel the Earth's breath cleansing me, Contently sensing the heaving of my breast. Rise and fall, and fall and rise. In, throughout and out again. I lift my eyes to the sparkling skies, And smile, truly knowing who and why I am. Overtake me, dancing wind. |
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