Conspiracy

Christopher Swan

I conspired with the green wind To find the sea, Which had been once dull and gray, Now, restless and full of motion. All over, the sky was washed with shadows (Yesterday's flames, now ashes, hardly remembered). But I conspired-Oh, yes! I conspired- With the green wind. And the wind was Ever willing. And the unfrozen sea surged Silently beneath us. And You! You were our conspiracy.