Friday, 30 April 2021

I AM

 

I am the gentle warmth

Of a soft spring day

I am the sunlight

Glinting on the morning dew

I am the summer breeze

In a field of ripened corn

I am the aromatic air

Of a summer night

I am the autumn wind

Stripping bare the trees

I am the howling wind

In the teeth of a gale

I am the biting sting

Of icy rain and sleet

I am the silence

In the softly falling snow

I am silent

And invisible in the mists

I am the storm and tempest

I am the peace and quiet

I am the green man

I am the green goddess

I am the mother

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