Lady Wind

I am the voice of nature,
Gentle, fierce.
I am the stroke of lovers,
Soft, desperate.

My many mistresses
Serenade me through weeping
Willows and window sills.
I heed them all.

I am creator, destroyer
Of nations! Shifter of mountains
And Sahara's! Courier of birth
And death, coaxer of seasons!

I am the scorned
Lover of Zeus. Thunder
my howl, rain my tears,
Lightning my rage.

Esteban Luis Soto (c) 2004 (?)

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