Thy Shadow, O Wind

As thin as an unnoticeable shade of the sunbeam I see your shadow flying with you as fast as your flight. It is the particles of sand, dust, and water that gleam. As an imperfect mirage when the sun is very bright. Do you, by your shadow, reveal my love that often blurs? That appears and disappears with its fancy flimsiness. Or do you point out the moods of my madam, who prefers A man with mammon, magnetism, might, and magnificence Your shades have mystery, mythology, and melody. An obsession for identity in your fury flows Though it seems a glow show, you have traces of tragedy. Architectural arts and monumental modes disclose Merged within your shadow are aspirations. abundant, With her, as a storm, tempest, or gale, you are triumphant.