She's catching the wind: The gentlest of breezes It's a sensitive passage she's sailing Through stormy straits, navigates my unfathomable failings She rises before me, reading me clearly Empty nest left pressed in the pillow She can shift, she can away And bend like a willow I'm swept in the riptide, caught in a fish trap Gift-wrapped in my soft self centre Summer Sun leaves me as one who can only taste winter She's a good, a good God-send: She can bend like a willow With a fully armed angel to cover me quickly I'm cool under enemy fire If I fall, she can crawl right under the wire When I'm caustic and cold, she might dare to be bold Ease me round to her warm way of thinking Fill me up from the cup of love that she's drinking And I find, given time. I can bend like a willow She bends like a willow