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The Winds of Change
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Sunrays golden light up the eastern empyrean,
Staining, blood red, the wrack of the clouds.
The zephyr breezes through the brightening heavens,
As Râ rides through the eastern portal of the firmament.
Borne upon the winds, comes the call of the falcon,
Sailing high amidst the fleecy, white clouds.
The day passes like any other summer day,
The clouds vanish from the azure sky,
Not a leaf stirs in the oppressive stillness,
As the steel white sun scours the empty skies.
A grey patch appears o’er the hills in the north,
Moving with incredible speed come the rain bearers,
The sun vanishes behind the bank of clouds,
That fills the sky like a ponderous wave.
Clouds, like grey riders on grey steeds,
Thunder out of the looming northern hills,
Deathly stillness prevails in the heavens,
Iron-grey, the heavenly vault is sealed.
Then happens the miracle the parched earth awaits,
A dry leaf stirs on a broken bough….
A feathery wisp of a breeze brushes by,
Soon the wind flows by, in strengthening gusts,
The Winds of Change flow out of the northern hills.
Far to the south, a curtain of rain sweeps the skies,
Soon it is pouring at the place where I sit,
Trapped in a room, I sit, enclosed by walls,
My heart longs to break free from its ‘gilded’ cage,
To break free and soar along, with the clouds,
To break free and soar along on the Winds of Change
The day comes to an end and with it the showers.
The sun dips into the West… An arc of red appears,
Appears beneath the edge of the cloudy dome,
Sunbeams flare amidst scattering clouds,
The sun sinks into the reddening West….
Flickering flames dance on the cloudy wisps,
A flaming halo encircles Anar, as she descends,
Descends deep into the realms of the unknown night...
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