Blowing ...in the wind...

The Wind

by Robert Louis Stevenson

I saw you toss the kites on high And blow the birds about the sky;

And all around I heard you pass, Like ladies' skirts across the grass

Oh wind, a blowing all day long,Oh wind, that sings so loud a song!

I saw the different things you did,But always you yourself you hid.

I felt you push, I heard you call,I could not see yourself at all

Oh wind, a blowing all day long!Oh wind, in the waves, that sings so loud a song!

O you that are so strong and cold,O blower, are you young or old?

Are you a beast of field and tree,Or just a stronger child than me?

O wind, a blowing all day long,O wind, that sings so loud a song!