As the sand
Is to my toes
And the wind

Is to my face
And the rain
Upon my hair is felt

So his eyes
Were to my eyes
And to myself


Each day I heard
The wind and surge

At night I breathe
The pine and earth
That salty feel

Upon my
Dampened skin
Time was flow

I feared no ebb
And life was him


If I last
For ninety years
Will I say

I lived but three?
That began when
He said to me

Windy one
Five minutes can you
Spare me

For eternity