Zephyr in the night

I wonder how soothing it can be

I wonder the beauty I could see

I could feel that zephyr in the night

Requiring the senses of the slight

I used to wander

             Through the dusk till the dawn

It was always with me

             And never was it gone

Right through the darkness

With its utmost subtleness

I could feel the zephyr in the night

All through the breezy moonlight

I could feel the warmth in its smell

I could feel the love on which I fell

I could feel it rustle

             Through the strands of my hair

And I could feel it all

             ‘Cause the zephyr was rare

All of a sudden I analyzed

That the zephyr in the night I realized

Was only the imagination

             Out of my mind

And it was my Angel

             Who kept me bind

I couldn’t see her but I could feel

It was her presence that I wanted to steal

It was my Angel whose rarest sight

Brought down that gentle

             Zephyr in the night