The Wind Smiles
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- Occasionally, a bit of poetry comes out. This was written as a thank
you for help given to me in my early days in the online version of Gor.
Perhaps you know of whom I write?
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- The Wind Smiles
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- The wind comes softly from the north,
- Down the peaks, where thunder reigns,
- Gently stroking hills and valleys,
- Moving southward, the wind smiles.
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- From ice and pine and snowy crags,
- The wind speaks, with gentle names,
- The tongues of man and nature both,
- Reaching outward, the wind smiles.
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- Flowing, covering, like a skin of silk,
- Like water flows, from melting snows,
- Onward seeking, with amber vision,
- Drifting eastward, the wind smiles.
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- From windswept plains to oceans mighty,
- Fragrant prose, like a flower grows,
- Strong, yet gentle, wind leads the way.
- Roaming westward, the wind smiles.
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- The wind's soft words from out the dark,
- Leaves no doubt, where growth starts,
- Wrapping the words in velvet embrace,
- Reaching inward, the wind smiles.
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- Now from the north, the thunder calls,
- Words reach out, touching hearts,
- From fields and palms of golden south,
- Returning northward, the wind smiles.
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