Palm trees along the road, vicinity of Christiansted, Saint Croix, Virgin Islands (LOC)
Originally uploaded by The Library of Congress
It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek
Like a meadow-gale of spring -
It mingled strangely with my fears,
Yet it felt like a welcoming.
Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship,
Yet she sailed softly too:
Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze -
On me alone it blew.
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