Love Is a Wind That Drives the Will

Love is a wind that drives the will 

Across the yielding sand. 

Although at last the wave must break, 

The ride, the ride is grand. 

My love and need for you are such 

That surely you will go 

As far, as far as moon and tide 

Can still the undertow. 

As far, as far as wishes can 

Wear rock and stone away, 

So love will take you far across 

The bar on which you lay, 

Far further up the hot white sand 

On which we mortals play.