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Created on: March 05, 2010 Last Updated: March 08, 2010
A Humble Zephyr
She’s a wandering wind yearning
for the place
Where she might find a cloud in need of a ride
or a tired eagle in need of a glide
Where there’s a falling leaf in need of a rave
A bashful brook in need of a wave
She’s a powerful storm yearning
for the place
Where there is an acorn with a need to roam
Or a tangled willow that needs a comb
Where she might find a beaver that needs a dam
or a misled vine in need of I AM
She’s a whispering breeze yearning
for the place
Where she might find a tune that needs a note
Or a fragile bud on which she can dote
Where she’d find a fragrance in need to be sent
Or a breath of life that needs to be lent
She’s a humble zephyr yearning
For the psalm
Where she finds her true name is
known as MOM
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by Allyn Smith
A Humble Zephyr
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