Sunday, March 24, 2013

Back from Nowhere

For a while I lost my way,
Like a child who's gone astray;
For a day I lived my dreams
Like a boat that flits upstream;
In a trice  broke my cage
With a smile bore world's rage.

For in my night a sun did rise,
From my breast my heart pried,
Alas! A wind of furry blew,
My hopes to ground it threw-

My sun in that mist grew pale,
Weeds wild ran across that dale,
Once more down I sank,
A cup of tears I drank.

Aha! In my garden came
A shower of dripping rain,
My blessings it taught to count,
Undaunted my hills surmount
No more in dream, nor in trance,
To own tune I now dance.

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