Catching a glimpse

The wind one morning  
carried Your voice to me;  
but when I turned my head  
  it was gone.

Looking up one night  
a sparkling Light caught my eye;  
but when I turned my head  
  it was gone.

A fragrance on the breeze  
enchanted both heart and mind;  
but when I turned my head  
  it was gone.

Until at last  
the thought came to me:  
  Why do I keep turning away?