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