Far Destined Winds

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While living in Strasbourg, France, in 1981, I became friends with a charming Alsatian girl named Isabelle. She lived in a tower of student studios by the university. When I returned home to California, I corresponded with her for several years. She inspired my earliest poetry. This sonnet was one of my first efforts. I saw her in passing in 1984, but have since lost contact with her.

Sonnets After Midnight #1 (Far Destined Winds) Far destined winds, port a love song for me. Send silent heart-thoughts of hope in the air, To her left standing far across the sea-- Gazing from a tower to see me from there. Oh wind have a breeze her soft brow caresse; Send flowing waves to whisper in her ear My unheard music of love's tenderness I would sing to her if I cold be near. Winds for me stroke with gossamer fingertips Her ebony long tresses whose soft touch I miss. And for me touch her purest trembling lips Never once profaned by my unworthy kiss. Messenger unseen, to her in her land, Go where I may not stretch forth my own hand. originally written to a paramour in Strasbourg, France, probably in 1982

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