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[aid] => mick
[title] => When Northwind Loved the Poet-King
[time] => 2013-12-08 12:53:34
[hometext] => To Phin and Mistral.
[bodytext] => I, the sea See many things I know each land on earth I've traveled every time I've seen all faces Know all tales And this one I will tell A tale of hope A windswept heart A blinded seer And how the Northwind Fell in love They say the Northwind used to be As young as spring is new And every breeze was just a smile And joy was in the wind she blew But then my waves tell other tales Of pain, of broken heart Of anguish, loss, and emptiness A soul was torn apart I wept as well, when Northwind changed And always with her mourned And as the winds raged- ravished skies The ocean also stormed When youth is lost And child torn The smile is lost And fear is born Northwind blew Still just as strong But no more warmth Now filled her song She wept and mourned So deep inside That frozen winds Was all she cried And there arose in distant land In lands where warriors rise A prophet-king A warlord of renown He rose to fight in distant land When he was but a boy And did not know a home or house He thought he needed none And long he fought in distant land Until he gained a throne At last the king in him was seen By all Not just the fates But then one day, from distant shore He purposed to return And day by day his feet trudged on Until he found his home But blood had driven him from home And blood had broken him For though his body, fit and strong Trained by waging war His heart had broken from the strain And now his heartbeat, when it beat Was just the drums of war I, the Sea Must say that though I know all that I know I cannot say what happened then When king found his way home For years past In silence vast Until the king Was once more seen Though now he had no sight Though years had passed And time gone by To time he was no slave For still as strong He stood alone And though his eyes Had stolen been The Fates, a gift had made to him They gave him seer's eyes For though he could not see around He now could see beyond Now word of this blind prophet-king Spread through all the earth So sages, kings, and emperors Came to him one and all And to each question, answer give Foretell what would befall "To all who ask To all who wonder To all you answer give But now I ask you, Prophet-King Who gives each man his future bold I ask who shall your future be And who shall be your joy?" These words were spoken by a child One none but he had heard And once her words had reached his ears She vanished like a bird And as he turned his eye within To look upon his soul He found he could not see inside And could not see himself He tried to let that question fade He tried to let it go But no His soul could not forget And so he sought the Fates He found the highest mountain top A cliff that met the sea And there he asked the Fates to give him ear He pleaded near And heartfelt were his words But Fates just silent sat And let his prayers dissolve No answer gave He rose to leave and anger turned his hands to fists His tears to hate His steps astray And he fell He fell into the wind The Northwind cold The Northwind strong She saw him Felt him Touch her life And all at once she knew him The hands that never touched her skin Now moved her deepest heart Eyes that had never seen her face Now knew all that she was And lips that never spoke her name Now kissed her spirit free He fell, he fell, but now he flew For Northwind, with no word Had risen fast, and risen strong And held the Prophet-king And given him her wings She held him to her heart And he embraced it Desperately And as he held on to her heart His own heart beat in time She loved him, and he had not seen it coming He loved her, and she did not know why She saved his life, though neither knew And he restored her soul And hope rose softly in her heart For love makes all things whole And as her hope grew and increased He suddenly could see Despair is what blinds every eye But hope sets all things free So if you ask If mortal man Can love the Northern Wind And if you ask If Northwind can A Prophet-King embrace An answer I will give Love doesn't take the easy route Love never wastes herself Love always knows what she must do And never hesitates Love is life in purest form True love holds everything And love has worked a miracle When Northwind loved the king [comments] => 3 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Wachumiri [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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