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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366027" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Voice In The Wind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could hear her whispering under the trees<br>Whenever the breeze crept in through the pines, <br>And then when the Moon rose out of the sea<br>It soughed and it sifted out from the vines, <br>I'd stop and I'd listen, straining to hear<br>What the voice would sigh in the bright green sedge, <br>‘Ah me! ' it started, then faded away, <br>Went searching for dreams at the water's edge.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'd follow it down through the rocks and pools<br>As the tide swept in, and over my feet, <br>Down where the crabs and the lobsters ruled<br>A ledge that was straddled by Neptune's seat.<br>The tremulous voice in the runnels there<br>Was inarticulate, ravaged with pain, <br>But the breakers crashed, and they drowned it out<br>When I called for the creature's name, in vain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But back in the shack on that lonely shore<br>Where I'd fled to, after the accident, <br>And lying awake I could hear the roar<br>Of the crash, the train where the tracks were bent, <br>And Jill was alive in my mind, alight<br>As she'd whispered, just as we overturned: <br>‘I want you to know that I'm yours tonight, <br>Though the stars have fallen, the heavens burned! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each morning I'd stare at the plaster wall<br>But thinking of nothing, my mind a blank, <br>I wouldn't go anywhere else at all, <br>The funeral church had been dark and dank.<br>Her father had hated the sight of me, <br>The mother had blamed for her daughter's life, <br>They'd pushed us together, couldn't they see? <br>She hated them both and had paid the price! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My world is haunted by shades from the past<br>My future has limited time to play, <br>I hear a whisper arise from the sea<br>At the end of every gruelling day.<br>I hear the whisper and know it's Jill, <br>Her spirit is free in the fading light, <br>I know what she's saying, whispering still: <br>‘I want you to know that I'm yours tonight! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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Whenever the breeze crept in through the pines, 
And then when the Moon rose out of the sea
It soughed and it sifted out from the vines, 
I'd stop and I'd listen, straining to hear
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