God of Air

Sometimes I feel the wind is a presence,
a disembodied God of Air.
Sometimes the ravager of earth and life,
sometimes the lover in my hair.

Your caress, oh, Zephyrus!
no earthly thing can separate us.
I breathe you in my fingers,
I exhale you through my hair.

shiver....shiver....
Oh!
your disembodied kisses
raise me through the limpid air.

Numbly watch I as my earthly form
fades to silver light.
the Wind cradles my soul,
a speck of shine taken flight.

I am of the Wind, I am of the Heavens.
I am Everything and Nothing.
joined with the Wind and tied to the Heavens,
I have Everything and Nothing.

I am a Goddess of the Air.
The thief, the lover in my hair,
crowned me a Goddess of the Air.

The Goddess of Air and Memories.
I am a glorious nothing,
a prisoner with invisible wings.

He was the cruel, cruel lover in my hair.
I am the disembodied Goddess of Air.