Invoked by the Breeze.

Beyond the spirits in the dusk and west of our desires, the south-east breeze incites the seas in terms the wind inspires. Within reflections ghosts are cast in waters ripples pass, in oceans that the tides conceived in rivers of the past. In light, the sail is glowing as its mast upon the stand, in flight the breeze is showing what the current will demand. The north-east shores connection in its breeze upon the coast, is set up on reflection in the flight upon its ghost. The moonlight in reception of the dawn upon its wake is cast upon the morning in the words that will relate. In sentence to conception in the entity of flight, the north winds are invoking what the tide will then invite.