White Wind
Beautiful wind, come and wrap your cape around the willows
Your whiteness is the breath of God
That awakens earth’s soul.
White wind, calm the fields of harrowed ground,
Its toil for a moment is over.
Blanket it with your white pristine layers.
Winter wind, come and show me your purpose.
That I may rest and sleep
With the lullaby of your voice.
Jeralynn Clark
Copyright © Jeralynn Clark | Year Posted 2010
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