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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=423596" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ode to the Wind 2</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am wind i caress<br>every skin i fall on</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i float with the tide<br>and dance with the moon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as we glide over the sea<br>the waves sweep us on a silver path<br>serenade us the lustre of the moment</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the moon shivers, i twirl, the trees rustle, <br>clouds part to give us way to a crescendo of fun</div><div style="margin:10px 0">everytime i am around, the feet of the universe<br>spring to action, things dance, and i dance too <br>spreading a joie de vivre</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am a vagabond of the wildest kind<br>a gypsy, a tramp, a born traveller<br>holding a carte blanche to everywhere <br>in summer a thousand fans work me into action</div><div style="margin:10px 0">those who ride me go on to build new lives<br>i had the reputation to take people <br>from continent to continent<br>to the remotest places, if they only cared<br>to put up a sail for me to carry them with me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">nothing can stop me as i tarry from <br>coast to coast, village to village, <br>city to city, ocean to ocean<br>sprinkling cheerful fragrances of spring<br>unfurl summer's nerves, making<br>fair ladies sprint with pride as their graceful<br>luxurious crown dances round them like dreams<br>a million artists wait for the swirl of autumn scarlet <br>to work volume into their canvasses</div><div style="margin:10px 0">oftentimes, you would see me sweeping <br>the streets here and there; leaves somersault <br>to my path as we play twins on a fiesta</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when i do rest, i can stand on a single hair<br>static like a frog on a lotus leaf<br>a sadguru meditation, letting the self <br>to a land of nowhere</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i hold many faces, but hide many till<br>things get blown away, the masks taken <br>the battle of opposite begins<br>the hot and cold air tailing each other in rages</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i will be worse than the Indian Goddess Kali<br>eyes fiery as a volcano, a wasp out to sting<br>i tear down houses, uproot trees, throwing the ocean<br>helter skelter so that water springs everywhere</div><div style="margin:10px 0">my face then is nothing other than vengeance and death, <br>i take away everything in my way <br>i am the Yama from hades and nobody escapes<br>the twist of fate i administer</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i hold many faces, at my sweetest, <br>i can dance like Nataraja the cosmic dancer<br>moving earth, sun and moon, and the whole universe<br>with the tilt of my feet, swaying of my hips<br>and the turns of my fingers and heads</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i bring good news to the deserving, <br>those who sweat for their work<br>a whole padi field waves in golden delight <br>as i cross the path to bring news of harvest<br>on the feet of a romancing couple i take them <br>from one high to the other of remembrances<br>in the worst of winter, i help sprinkle frost <br>everywhere - window panes, stairs to the front door, <br>windscreens, and our parting memories</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Tiong+Chunghoo">John Tiong Chunghoo</a><div class=q>
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every skin i fall on

i float with the tide
and dance with the moon

as we glide over the sea
the waves sweep us on a silver path
serenade us the lustre of the moment

the moon shivers, i twirl, the trees rustle, 
clouds part to..."></div>
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