The Unknown Wind by Fiona Macleod poem

When the day darkens,
When dusk grows light,
When the dew is falling
When silence dreams.
I hear a wind
Calling, calling
By day and by night.

What is the wind
That I hear calling
By day and by night,
The crying of wind?
When the day darkens,
When dusk grows light,
When the dew is falling.