My life's blossom might have bloomed on all sides <br />Save for a bitter wind which stunted my petals <br />On the side of me which you in the village could see. <br />From the dust I lift a voice of protest: <br />My flowering side you never saw! <br />Ye living ones, ye are fools indeed <br />Who do not know the ways of the wind <br />And the unseen forces <br />That govern the processes of life.<br /><br />Edgar Lee Masters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/serepta-mason/
