Bourne On the Wind
From afar both night and morning
On the four winded sky,
The stuff of life that made me
Blew here, so here am I.
Now for a breath I tarry
Not yet to blow apart,
So take my hand and tell me
The feelings in your heart.
Speak now and I will answer
How shall I help, now say
'Fore to the winds four corners
I go my endless way.
Copyright © Anthony Cassano | Year Posted 2015
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