The Wind

Sara TeasdaleSad

A wind is blowing over my soul, I hear it cry the whole night through-- Is there no peace for me on earth Except with you?

Alas, the wind has made me wise, Over my naked soul it blew,-- There is no peace for me on earth Even with you.

Sara Teasdale
Mood:
Sad
Topics:
night, soul, peace, wind

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