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Beautiful Wind
The Beautiful Wind I’ve journeyed far across the plain I’ve searched around the world in vain. I’ve seen sails billow o’er the sea and yet you always hide from me. I think upon that mistral chill as I stood looking down the hill reflecting o’er the mighty Rhone how close, and yet so far, we’d grown. I’ve chased you in your wanderlust I followed the eluvium dust and heard your howling cries at night yet never held you in my sight. When I draw near, away you hurry and once or twice I’ve felt your fury but how I love your gentle side… so many times my tears you’ve dried. I won’t accept that I am wrong as I watch clouds dance to your song and hear grass swaying to the tune just love me back, you big buffoon. It drives me mad, that much is true that I can’t lay my eyes on you. O blower, blower of the vane Think not that I have gone insane. I’ll chase you ‘til my final breath and then perhaps we’ll meet in death where in the heavens I shall find you are ugly...ummm ...never mind. 08/29/15
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