who is the wind? what
do you know? tell me
who is she?
if she’s a ghost
a wandering spirit
then who was it she used to be?

what is it she whispers? what is it
she says? do you understand?
if she laughs in the leaves
and rages in caves
then who was it
who taught her speech?

where does she come from? where to
does she fly? has she
a secret stead to stay?
has she a bed of pines
or a cloud as home
or is she without a safe place?

what a mystery, beautiful wonder
powerful force is she
who tickles our cheeks
and plays with our hair
and never betrays
her identity