The Wind

From what place
did you come
and why have you
shadowed everything
in feeling and cold fire

Where are you from
and how can I
journey to your birthplace
to watch the setting sun

Where are you going
because I feel you
turning every which way
never really seeing

What place
are you seeking
is it rest
from your idle thoughts
do you want to rest in me

Where have you been
I was looking for you
to come in
and rearrange things
much sooner than this

I thought somewhere
I heard you through the willow trees
I thought you brought the
scent of magnolia jasmine and musk
for my hair

Where are you going
is a funny question
to ask of love
for love is like the wind
and I
I lay under it's force
and call it friend