On torrid winds from whence it came
A lurid light has taken aim
Bold and bright and dry it seeks
Cold and quiet eyes to pique
For change is that, a whipping wind
A blinding light that has no end
Curst and harsh and strong it burns
At worst it marks us with concern
When torrid light has gone or come
And horrid sights of change begun
It can admit a ranging chorus
Attending to what changes for us
And it's just that, the music notes
Of binding, tight, subduing hope
The skipping sounds of steps that pass
The winds of change that never last…
walk with me a while
Dec 26, 2023
Dec 26, 2023 at 9:17 PM UTC
On torrid winds from whence it came
A lurid light has taken aim
Bold and bright and dry it seeks
Cold and quiet eyes to pique
For change is that, a whipping wind
A blinding light that has no end
Curst and harsh and strong it burns
At worst it marks us with concern
When torrid light has gone or come
And horrid sights of change begun
It can admit a ranging chorus
Attending to what changes for us
And it's just that, the music notes
Of binding, tight, subduing hope
The skipping sounds of steps that pass
The winds of change that never last…
walk with me a while