all Rhyme - no Reason

(Titles are for noobs)

You are the wind of blowing leaves
You are the golden gleam of thieves
You are the wings of hawks in flight
You are the speed of tranquil light

You are the fox's eyes on prey
You are what lovers nightly say
You are the river's racing sands
You are a painter's gentle hands

You are a flower in a gun
You mean, to us, the moon and sun
You are the magic flowing free
You mean the sun and stars to me