Blown of the Wind's Ease
Blown of the
wind’s ease in Butterfly Bay
Were thousands
of winged things
Flitting by!
Were tempests
survived by a lively lament?
Could destiny’s sad-giftings
All spread out?
Found by the in-breeze
in the cradle of life
Were thousands
of glimpse-things
Of winged
delight!
Dancing’s the
remedy for sorrow‘s repine!
The butterflies
showed me
In rhyming
lines
Up through the
twirling air, playing in the calling
Sunbeams in
their sad songs
To dance in my
mourning
Storms put to
rest by my happy demise!
A quick dancing
lilt
Comes to catch
me up!
Up through the
Chesapeake, up through the roof
Up through the
hardest part
Of life’s gifted
gloom!
Up! Up! . . . Up!
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