I incite intrigue, elicit fear,
I am unseen, yet, disappear.
I have no voice, yet many hear.
I am anger, I am grace.
I have no body, have no face.
I can destroy with my embrace.
I bear illness and disease.
I dance with you but no one sees.
I touch the waters when they freeze.
We are lovers, you and I,
although I often wonder why.
You roam far, I never move,
without your touch, without reprove,
although the branches of my heart
are sometimes chafed and torn apart.
I will howl,
I have no choice,
I will do so with your voice.
I move earth.
I move water.
I am no son, I am no daughter.
I have no will
I call my own,
I am like a silent stone.
I surrender to your call
ravage me, I am small.
There are answers that I seek.
Oh pray, please spare a peek.
Where do you go when you take leave?
Do you see me when I grieve?
You can’t reply, I know this much.
I whisper not, without your touch.
Your surfeit power can bring me death.
I am the roar of your strong breath.
You always die, but do not live
I that live, my life will give.
I surrender, not in fear.
Take me now, love, please come near.
To your touches I will yield
through my love you are revealed.
Who is seen,
that is not?
Who is harnessed but not caught?
Who gives voice to one not there
Who is this we,