soft on my face 

comforting, breeze 

carrying with you scent 

and potion 

your presence known

only in others 

leaves ripple 

waves ocean 

soothing, balm 

you are

sweet, breeze 

today 

wild wind 

tomorrow 

howling gust 

then, warm breath

of mother and child 

sing without sound

dance without form 

speak no words

come, go 

come, again 

life death life again 

and, again 

TC 09/08/2025