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An ageless wind blows that none can withstand,
it billows, roars, and surges mightily,
unfur'ling, flying, like the robe stormy,
of one who holds our vastness in his hand.

Immense trees tremble to their ancient roots,
uprooted plants do rush like frightened deer,
the air, and all things, quiver with a fear,
more like the fatal arrow blessed joy shoots.

Small flick'ring lights, and blazing fires bright,
are all extinguished by its sweeping might,
but lit then by its laughing eyes anew,
with luminous flames of immortal hue.

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The following comments are for "A Wind"
by marigold

A Wind
A good poem. Almost best--second stanza, second line seems awkward to me. How do you feel about losing the "do?" and the next line "a"

sometimes interrupting the rythem makes the rest better

( Posted by: KateLouise [Member] On: March 20, 2005 )

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