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    [title] => When Northwind Loved the Poet-King
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    [hometext] => To Phin and Mistral.
    [bodytext] => I, the sea <br />
See many things<br />
I know each land on earth<br />
I've traveled every time<br />
I've seen all faces<br />
Know all tales <br />
And this one I will tell<br />
<br />
A tale of hope<br />
A windswept heart<br />
A blinded seer<br />
And how the Northwind <br />
Fell in love<br />
<br />
They say the Northwind used to be<br />
As young as spring is new<br />
And every breeze was just a smile<br />
And joy was in the wind she blew<br />
<br />
But then my waves tell other tales<br />
Of pain, of broken heart <br />
Of anguish, loss, and emptiness<br />
A soul was torn apart<br />
<br />
I wept as well, when Northwind changed<br />
And always with her mourned<br />
And as the winds raged- ravished skies<br />
The ocean also stormed<br />
<br />
When youth is lost<br />
And child torn<br />
The smile is lost<br />
And fear is born<br />
<br />
Northwind blew<br />
Still just as strong<br />
But no more warmth<br />
Now filled her song<br />
<br />
She wept and mourned<br />
So deep inside <br />
That frozen winds<br />
Was all she cried<br />
<br />
And there arose in distant land<br />
In lands where warriors rise<br />
A prophet-king <br />
A warlord of renown <br />
<br />
He rose to fight in distant land<br />
When he was but a boy<br />
And did not know a home or house<br />
He thought he needed none<br />
<br />
And long he fought in distant land<br />
Until he gained a throne<br />
At last the king in him was seen<br />
By all<br />
Not just the fates<br />
<br />
But then one day, from distant shore <br />
He purposed to return<br />
And day by day his feet trudged on <br />
Until he found his home<br />
<br />
But blood had driven him from home<br />
And blood had broken him<br />
For though his body, fit and strong<br />
Trained by waging war<br />
His heart had broken from the strain<br />
And now his heartbeat, when it beat<br />
Was just the drums of war<br />
<br />
I, the Sea<br />
Must say that though<br />
I know all that I know<br />
I cannot say what happened then<br />
When king found his way home<br />
For years past<br />
In silence vast<br />
Until the king<br />
Was once more seen<br />
Though now he had no sight<br />
<br />
Though years had passed <br />
And time gone by<br />
To time he was no slave<br />
For still as strong <br />
He stood alone<br />
And though his eyes <br />
Had stolen been <br />
The Fates, a gift had made to him<br />
They gave him seer's eyes<br />
For though he could not see around<br />
He now could see beyond<br />
<br />
Now word of this blind prophet-king<br />
Spread through all the earth<br />
<br />
So sages, kings, and emperors <br />
Came to him one and all<br />
And to each question, answer give<br />
Foretell what would befall<br />
<br />
"To all who ask<br />
To all who wonder<br />
To all you answer give<br />
But now I ask you, Prophet-King<br />
Who gives each man his future bold<br />
I ask who shall your future be<br />
And who shall be your joy?"<br />
<br />
These words were spoken by a child<br />
One none but he had heard<br />
And once her words had reached his ears<br />
She vanished like a bird<br />
<br />
And as he turned his eye within<br />
To look upon his soul<br />
He found he could not see inside<br />
And could not see himself <br />
<br />
He tried to let that question fade<br />
He tried to let it go<br />
But no<br />
His soul could not forget<br />
And so he sought the Fates<br />
<br />
He found the highest mountain top<br />
A cliff that met the sea<br />
And there he asked the Fates to give him ear<br />
He pleaded near<br />
And heartfelt were his words<br />
<br />
But Fates just silent sat<br />
And let his prayers dissolve<br />
No answer gave<br />
<br />
He rose to leave and anger turned his hands to fists <br />
His tears to hate<br />
His steps astray<br />
And he fell<br />
<br />
He fell into the wind<br />
The Northwind cold <br />
The Northwind strong<br />
<br />
She saw him<br />
Felt him<br />
Touch her life <br />
And all at once she knew him<br />
<br />
The hands that never touched her skin<br />
Now moved her deepest heart<br />
Eyes that had never seen her face<br />
Now knew all that she was<br />
And lips that never spoke her name<br />
Now kissed her spirit free<br />
<br />
He fell, he fell, but now he flew <br />
For Northwind, with no word<br />
Had risen fast, and risen strong<br />
And held the Prophet-king<br />
And given him her wings<br />
She held him to her heart<br />
And he embraced it<br />
Desperately<br />
And as he held on to her heart<br />
His own heart beat in time<br />
<br />
She loved him, and he had not seen it coming<br />
He loved her, and she did not know why<br />
<br />
She saved his life, though neither knew<br />
And he restored her soul<br />
And hope rose softly in her heart<br />
For love makes all things whole<br />
<br />
And as her hope grew and increased<br />
He suddenly could see<br />
Despair is what blinds every eye<br />
But hope sets all things free<br />
<br />
So if you ask<br />
If mortal man<br />
Can love the Northern Wind<br />
And if you ask<br />
If Northwind can<br />
A Prophet-King embrace<br />
An answer I will give<br />
<br />
Love doesn't take the easy route<br />
Love never wastes herself<br />
Love always knows what she must do<br />
And never hesitates<br />
<br />
Love is life in purest form<br />
True love holds everything<br />
And love has worked a miracle<br />
When Northwind loved the king <br />
<br />
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                                                            <b>When Northwind Loved the Poet-King</b>
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                                                        <font class="tiny"><b>Date:</b> Sunday, 8th December 2013 @ 12:53:34 PM AEST<br><b>Topic:</b> Sad Poetry</font><br><br>
                                                        <font class="content">Contributed By: Wachumiri<br><br>
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                                                       I, the sea <br />
See many things<br />
I know each land on earth<br />
I've traveled every time<br />
I've seen all faces<br />
Know all tales <br />
And this one I will tell<br />
<br />
A tale of hope<br />
A windswept heart<br />
A blinded seer<br />
And how the Northwind <br />
Fell in love<br />
<br />
They say the Northwind used to be<br />
As young as spring is new<br />
And every breeze was just a smile<br />
And joy was in the wind she blew<br />
<br />
But then my waves tell other tales<br />
Of pain, of broken heart <br />
Of anguish, loss, and emptiness<br />
A soul was torn apart<br />
<br />
I wept as well, when Northwind changed<br />
And always with her mourned<br />
And as the winds raged- ravished skies<br />
The ocean also stormed<br />
<br />
When youth is lost<br />
And child torn<br />
The smile is lost<br />
And fear is born<br />
<br />
Northwind blew<br />
Still just as strong<br />
But no more warmth<br />
Now filled her song<br />
<br />
She wept and mourned<br />
So deep inside <br />
That frozen winds<br />
Was all she cried<br />
<br />
And there arose in distant land<br />
In lands where warriors rise<br />
A prophet-king <br />
A warlord of renown <br />
<br />
He rose to fight in distant land<br />
When he was but a boy<br />
And did not know a home or house<br />
He thought he needed none<br />
<br />
And long he fought in distant land<br />
Until he gained a throne<br />
At last the king in him was seen<br />
By all<br />
Not just the fates<br />
<br />
But then one day, from distant shore <br />
He purposed to return<br />
And day by day his feet trudged on <br />
Until he found his home<br />
<br />
But blood had driven him from home<br />
And blood had broken him<br />
For though his body, fit and strong<br />
Trained by waging war<br />
His heart had broken from the strain<br />
And now his heartbeat, when it beat<br />
Was just the drums of war<br />
<br />
I, the Sea<br />
Must say that though<br />
I know all that I know<br />
I cannot say what happened then<br />
When king found his way home<br />
For years past<br />
In silence vast<br />
Until the king<br />
Was once more seen<br />
Though now he had no sight<br />
<br />
Though years had passed <br />
And time gone by<br />
To time he was no slave<br />
For still as strong <br />
He stood alone<br />
And though his eyes <br />
Had stolen been <br />
The Fates, a gift had made to him<br />
They gave him seer's eyes<br />
For though he could not see around<br />
He now could see beyond<br />
<br />
Now word of this blind prophet-king<br />
Spread through all the earth<br />
<br />
So sages, kings, and emperors <br />
Came to him one and all<br />
And to each question, answer give<br />
Foretell what would befall<br />
<br />
"To all who ask<br />
To all who wonder<br />
To all you answer give<br />
But now I ask you, Prophet-King<br />
Who gives each man his future bold<br />
I ask who shall your future be<br />
And who shall be your joy?"<br />
<br />
These words were spoken by a child<br />
One none but he had heard<br />
And once her words had reached his ears<br />
She vanished like a bird<br />
<br />
And as he turned his eye within<br />
To look upon his soul<br />
He found he could not see inside<br />
And could not see himself <br />
<br />
He tried to let that question fade<br />
He tried to let it go<br />
But no<br />
His soul could not forget<br />
And so he sought the Fates<br />
<br />
He found the highest mountain top<br />
A cliff that met the sea<br />
And there he asked the Fates to give him ear<br />
He pleaded near<br />
And heartfelt were his words<br />
<br />
But Fates just silent sat<br />
And let his prayers dissolve<br />
No answer gave<br />
<br />
He rose to leave and anger turned his hands to fists <br />
His tears to hate<br />
His steps astray<br />
And he fell<br />
<br />
He fell into the wind<br />
The Northwind cold <br />
The Northwind strong<br />
<br />
She saw him<br />
Felt him<br />
Touch her life <br />
And all at once she knew him<br />
<br />
The hands that never touched her skin<br />
Now moved her deepest heart<br />
Eyes that had never seen her face<br />
Now knew all that she was<br />
And lips that never spoke her name<br />
Now kissed her spirit free<br />
<br />
He fell, he fell, but now he flew <br />
For Northwind, with no word<br />
Had risen fast, and risen strong<br />
And held the Prophet-king<br />
And given him her wings<br />
She held him to her heart<br />
And he embraced it<br />
Desperately<br />
And as he held on to her heart<br />
His own heart beat in time<br />
<br />
She loved him, and he had not seen it coming<br />
He loved her, and she did not know why<br />
<br />
She saved his life, though neither knew<br />
And he restored her soul<br />
And hope rose softly in her heart<br />
For love makes all things whole<br />
<br />
And as her hope grew and increased<br />
He suddenly could see<br />
Despair is what blinds every eye<br />
But hope sets all things free<br />
<br />
So if you ask<br />
If mortal man<br />
Can love the Northern Wind<br />
And if you ask<br />
If Northwind can<br />
A Prophet-King embrace<br />
An answer I will give<br />
<br />
Love doesn't take the easy route<br />
Love never wastes herself<br />
Love always knows what she must do<br />
And never hesitates<br />
<br />
Love is life in purest form<br />
True love holds everything<br />
And love has worked a miracle<br />
When Northwind loved the king <br />
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