Wind Song

Blow, blow, winds blow, braggart winds and merry — 
Blow down the almond snow, toss the flowering cherry, 
Daffodils ablow, arow mingle in their dances, 
Shake the purple flags that grow tall amid their lances. 
Blow, O winds blow, strip the winter-berry! 

Far and near, push and peer, here's a nest a-growing — 
Winds merry, winds dear, hush here your blowing! 
Trouble not the mother-wren when she comes and goes, 
Dreaming of the wings and songs that her secret knows — 
Soft here, winds dear, where the nests are showing. 

Blow, blow loud and low, wild winds and merry,
Hurtling down upon our heads bring a snow of cherry. 
Bring the yellow kingcups out in the flowerless places, 
Set the naked woods aflush with the wind-flowers' faces. 
Make the old briar run with sap ready for the berry, 
Bring the swallows, April follows, wild winds and merry.