It is He who makes the lightning flash upon you, inspiring you with fear and hope, and gathers up the heavy clouds. The thunder sounds His praises, and the angels, too, in awe of him. He hurls his thunderbolts at whom He pleases. Yet the unbelievers wrangle about God.
AnonymousMots clés wind allah zeus odin fates maruts old-man rudra wild-hunt
and half of learning to play is learning what not to play
and she's learning the spaces she leaves have their own things to say
and she's trying to sing just enough so that the air around her moves
and make music like mercy that gives what it is and has nothing to prove
she crawls out on a limb and begins to build her home
and it's enough just to look around and to know that she's not alone
up up up up up up up points the spire of the steeple
but god's work isn't done by god
it's done by people
Mots clés art integrity wind transcendence simons-rock intrinsic-motivation
Like vanishing dew,
a passing apparition
or the sudden flash
of lightning -- already gone --
thus should one regard one's self.
Mots clés zen self wind transience old-songs ozymandias
Dechymic pwy yw.
Creadt kyn dilyw.
Creadur kadarn
Heb gic heb ascwrn.
Heb wytheu heb waet.
Heb pen aheb traet.
Ny bed hyn ny byd ieu.
No get y dechreu.
Ny daw oe odeu
Yr ofyn nac agheu.
Ny dioes eisseu
Gan greaduryeu.
Guess who it is.
Created before the deluge.
A creature strong,
Without flesh, without bone,
Without veins, without blood,
Without head, and without feet.
It will not be older, it will not be younger,
Than it was in the beginning.
There will not come from his design
Fear or death.
He has no wants
From creatures.
Mots clés wind old-songs riddles
Never forget:
we walk on hell,
gazing at flowers.
Mots clés life beauty wind transcendence sword-sentiments old-songs
The plants and flowers
I raised about my hut
I now surrender
To the will
Of the wind
Mots clés wind parenthood transcendence sword-sentiments old-songs
Be still:
There is no longer any need of comment.
It was a lucky wind
That blew away his halo with his cares,
A lucky sea that drowned his reputation.
Mots clés wind path sword-sentiments dissolution
When the path ignites a soul,
there's no remaining in place.
The foot touches ground,
but not for long.
Mots clés wind path sword-sentiments
in the heart’s rain
in the eye’s fog
in the winter’s smoky snow
in whirling snow
in storms
wind which wants to tear my coat off
legends stories
the blood red dawn of the mind
the warm spring between your thighs
the only haven
Mots clés wind mayfly-and-pilgrim speechless femme monkey-mind s-e-x
Voiceless it cries,
Wingless flutters,
Toothless bites,
Mouthless mutters.
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