As Lonely As Breeze

I wonder as lonely as a breeze

From here to there, 

From winter to summer,

Hiding among trees

Rustling through leaves,

Chirping with birds

While flying kites.

I cross miles kissing the sky, 

Jumping over the mountains, 

Touching the seas and fountains.

I love many flowers, 

Some flowers truly love me, 

Before making love

Some flowers wither,

Some turn wilder.

Sometimes time rages at me

And I begin to thunder.

Sometimes stealing 

The hues of autumn 

And the fragrance of spring,

I am called an autumn breeze,

Sometimes as delightful

As spring breeze

I run singing the glory of love

To merge in eternity.

I blow many times 

Touching the feet 

Of true lovers

To bind them in a string of 

Unconditional and unending  

Love forever and ever.