Feeling

TWO SONNETS

FEELING

Now I am feeling the feeling of the air:

Feeling it kiss her bosom's heaves and dips,

Feeling it blow a smoothness over her hair,

Feeling it slide in music through her lips.

Slowly her sigh, her lingering singing sigh,

Flows in the movement of the air's soft breathing;

Drifting away in waves that slowly die,

It leaves a vibrant hush, a silent seething.

I know these feelings all will swoon to dream,

Dreams as,a solace filling the emptier years-

Ghosts of a joy, feelings that only seem,

Remembered beauty bringing remembering tears.

I know, I know that sometime I shall find

The quietness of beauty in the mind.