Cool Winds

COOL WINDS

Soft evening winds, flowing,
through sad shades of darkness,
seeping gently through the night,
softly rustling the inner being of my soul,
enveloping me....
caressing me ....
lifting my spirit to join in celebration of night
Cool rays, golden moonlight
shines upon me, and I am lost -
lost in its beauty,
seeking not to be found,
My soul aches, fills with passion
as I soar higher, higher, into the night,
until, at last, find my release
in the gentleness of the stars.