The Poetry Corner

Love And The Wind

By Madison Julius Cawein

All were in league to capture Love The rock, the stream, the tree; The very Month was leader of The whole conspiracy. It led Love where wild waters met, And tree hugged close to tree; And where the dew and sunbeam let Their lips meet rapturously. And then it shouted, "Here he is, O wild Wind in the tree!. Come, clasp him now, and kiss and kiss! And call the flowers to see!" And there, on every side, the wood Rushed out in flower and tree. And that is how, I've understood, The Springtime came to be.