I see emerald faces
in the wind
Following us
with their good graces
Soft hands
pass by
within a sand storm
Caressing us
Telling us,
do not linger
or mourn
Grey smiles
reach me through the rain
under the silken skies
I can see
their soaking frame
Driving spirits
whip up leaves
Showing me
a soulful dance
Under the trees
All this action
has caused an
eternal reaction
That has brought me
to my knees