Oh beautiful wind!
Listen— The might of your howl!
Behold— your wings most foul!
We are insects in your chamber,
Controlling you is a fruitless labour.
Look at the trees dancing to your roar,
Showing their submission and nothing more.
Unlike the trees, we are not your brothers,
Yet you still bless us with summers;
The heat!—unbearable without a gentle breeze,
And with grace you send for our ease.
Alive since the dawn of time,
Witnessing the suns first shine.
Oh you heavenly being,
Bringing life to the first hearts beating.
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Author:
Struggler (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It was a windy day today. While I was admiring the weather, felt inspired to write this poem.
- Category: Spiritual
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