Zephyr, Whisper the aubade of joy unto the ears of the delightful

Zephyr, tap the doors to the hearts filled with love

Zephyr, bring forth the chalice of prosperity unto the hands of the generous

Zephyr, the story of peace unto the hands who heal

Zephyr, shower the grains of gold unto the hearts which are rich but hands not

Zephyr, dance with the alluring princes and princess who destiny denied the feet to

Zephyr, twinkle upon in dreams for those who weren’t blessed to see

Zephyr, sing with the voices that resonate from the heart

Zephyr, play your sitar, your guitar, o’ whatever, play so that mother Earth hears that we still live…

~ A Human…