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[aid] => mick
[title] => An ode to the Wind
[time] => 2005-05-01 04:28:45
[hometext] => This poem is written in praise of the wind, which acts as a leverage between birth and death.
[bodytext] => Hey! Breezy wind, thou breathe of Seasons being You carry leaves, like waves from ocean sailing When its sunny, I see you yellow Pestilence-stricken multitudes! O thou Become hectic red, when its noon Grow dark as soon as you see the moon Who is the chariotest to your dark wintry bed? Thou from whose absence, the leaves are dead Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread You carry the winged seeds, lying cold and low Until thine azure, sister of spring shall blow You are the clarion for the dreaming earth Like the spirit, move everywhere and has no dearth Carry the vapors as clouds from whose solid atmosphere Rain and hail will burst, hear, O hear! If I should be the dead leaf, thou mightiest bear To be a swift cloud to fly with thee and share thy power As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need Lift me as clouds, fell upon thorns of life, I bleed! You could drive my dead thoughts over the universe Scatter my words as ashes from hearth among mankind If its winter now, can spring be far behind? [comments] => 3 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 38 [informant] => girish [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Tributes )
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