Zephyr

Zephyr Gentle West Wind seemingly effortless you sail,gliding over sea and stone - immortal.Soaring through ravines and racingyour non-existent shadow O Zephyr you wheel
challenged only by the mountains and cliffs;the birds, all things buoyantand free are your playthings. Centuries ago you tugged the at loosestrands of hair and rustled the skirtsof the women seeing their men offto their terrible fates. O Zephyr you know no names or titles -only the intimate feelingof the mortals we study
Do your opalescent eyes see the dyingDo you weep air and help their lostsouls homeward with silken hands Substance and abstraction
light and dark
visitor from the past and presentbearer of exotic scents and diverse images -All of this you are and more
Cause and effectThe willow’s tendrils sigh
with the knowledge you impart O Zephyr; the sole-surviving witnessto history as it happenedYou have played joyously with children long past
You haunt the crumbling citadelssearching for ones of millenniums gone Unknown eavesdropper to alleged conversations -You alone know the truth
The horrors and wondersthat you have witnessed
will never graceour consciousness for
although you whisper
the shining gold daggers that are the truth
you speak a foreign tongue that only you can understand O Zephyr, forgive us our stubbornnessyour wise words ignoredThe only ears that hear you belongto the grasses and the birds