O wind, O raging wind
Come seize me in your flight
Then bear me on your wings
Through realms of darkest night
Blow, blow with all your might
Blow, blow with all your might
Carry me and raise me
So high above all things
In your swirling vortex
Where loud your voice there sings
Blow, blow O king of kings
Blow, blow O king of kings
N`er deem to steal my heart
Nor yet all hope abrade
For truth shall be my guide
Of you I`m unafraid
Blow, blow until you fade
Blow, blow until you fade
Your writings don't leave much room for improvement. The competition is thin where you reside. Very melodic-a beaut
Tell em' Val. Phenomenal message in that poem. Human declaration of power against the unknown.
A strong declaration and great reinforcing element by repetition.
This speaks so powerfully toward life. Incredible, and beautiful.
To be carried above all things-what a great thought and you put it all so beautifully! Constance Yost
Valerie, Please post all you want on my God's Book blog page at betterthingsbegin.com and thx
we are born of the wind... and like the wind, have no home, or destination. love this one!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so beautiful i am in awe mam every time i read you poem it is always feel like i am listing to a bewitching melody... and i think i am in love with this piece splendid and brilliant... thank you for sharing this amazing poem love, payal