A Windy Day

My is awakened , my spirit is soaring
And carried aloft on the wings  of the breeze;
For above and around me the wild is roaring,
Arousing to rapture the earth and the seas.
The long withered grass in the sunshine is glancing ,
The bare trees are tossing their branches on high;
The dead leaves beneath them are merrily dancing ,
The white clouds are scudding across the blue sky.