The Voyage
The Voyage
Of the wind that casts a mystical secret
Of the bending of a fragile violet
Where wilt thou ever settle down?
Tire of thy movement of eternity bound
Slithering thru’ hill and forest glen
Riding up to and all around the bend
Singing melodies thru’ naked branches
Music to my ears, my fair heart anxious
Thru’ pipes thy voices rich and pure
From ancient hymns of sound so demure
The voyage of the wind that mysterious romp
Waving unseen banners, a noble pomp
Come home to where I can see thee clearly
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