Eastern Wind

Though Creed takes wide and wind, Laughs in desire and no hind, The sun escorts there in simple say, Grass and grain vivid ever morning May, Leave the riddle that frown and fray, I admire the wit that lips spray, Sweet spell sung in motherly lap, And pervade to adorable lissom ladies hand, Charms wither within two spheres, That rainbow lucid in feelings fairs, Wings spread gaudy butterfly display, Without remorse, foil heavenly life in hay, Either wise either clay, Render the chime of inner being, No human where beast bring, unfolds and usher their immortal blessing, heave the height with cheer and caring Nameless knolls that grace our grims, Happy pines adorn eastern winds.