Winds, Sun, And Stars Poem by Maurice Harris

Are the winds, which constantly reshape trees,
A silent messenger, sending my love to you-
Or is it just as it would seem, a mere breeze! ? !
I should think both; so long as it is the one, it is the other too!

Is the Sun and its rays, most brilliant,
Responsible for collecting my ardor in the East
And setting in the West-for you, its recipient! ? !
I should think it does this much, at the very least!

Are the stars, which blanket the sky, each and every night,
Another means by which my love's strength may reach you! ? !
Does it not transcend from the Heavens, to present within your sight?
I should think it is there at all times, with a presence to beseech you
To embrace it, as it has embraced you-and shall, evermore;
Perhaps you shall be loved by another-but, shall never, more!

-Maurice Harris,11 July 2010