The South wind said to the palms: <br />My lovers sing me psalms; <br />But are they as warm as those <br />That Laylah's lover knows? <br /> <br />The North wind said to the firs: <br />I have my worshippers; <br />But are they as keen as hers? <br /> <br />The East wind said to the cedars: <br />My friends are no seceders; <br />But is their faith to me <br />As firm as his faith must be? <br /> <br />The West wind said to the yews: <br />My children are pure as dews; <br />But what of her lover's muse? <br /> <br />So to spite the summer weather <br />The four winds howled together. <br /> <br />But a great Voice from above <br />Cried: What do you know of love? <br /> <br />Do you think all nature worth <br />The littlest life upon earth? <br /> <br />I made the germ and the ant, <br />The tiger and elephant. <br /> <br />In the least of these there is more <br />Than your elemental war. <br /> <br />And the lovers whom ye slight <br />Are precious in my sight. <br /> <br />Peace to your mischief-brewing! <br />I love to watch their wooing. <br /> <br />Of all this Laylah heard <br />Never a word. <br /> <br />She lay beneath the trees <br />With her lover at her knees. <br /> <br />He sang of God above <br />And of love. <br /> <br />She lay at his side <br />Well satisfied, <br /> <br />And at set of sun <br />They were one. <br /> <br />Before they slept her pure smile curled; <br />"God bless all lovers in the World!" <br /> <br />And so say I the self-same word; <br />Nor doubt God heard.<br /><br />Aleister Crowley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-four-winds/
