Taller than the winds
A solemn reason skyward paths will stem
your pass on fields aside the Mistral tunes,
ambrosian solitude, to skies' transcend
confrere of sweeping winds and smiling moons.
You'll live in solitude when sail boats brail
remote and strong then you'll transform to shades
expatriated on your dreams lost trail
- your unattended feasts that time abrades.
Amid the shades be taller than the winds
when slopes receive your soul's' disruptive flow
will be the carmine spring that weaves rescinds
betrothment that the runnel wraiths bestow.
The winds' baptismal mystery refrain
ascending, taller makes your soul than rain.
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