Sweet Night With the Wind
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The Fates are a group of three
weaving sister goddesses who assign individual destinies to mortals at birth.
At dropping of night comes the wind,
bringing sweet dreams filled with magic,
until I awake with the morning.
The bright light of morning
displaces the wind;
all dreams disappear, and the magic.
Why does loss of that magic
give such grief in the morning?
Oh, return sweet night with the wind.
How sweet is that wind at night with the magic;
Sisters, please unweave the morning.
Copyright © Chetta Achara | Year Posted 2023
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