John F. McCullagh

Silver Star - 3,793 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

Aeolian Harp - Poem by John F. McCullagh

I came with the wind,
with the wind I will go.
It has always been thus
And will ever be so.
For the wind is his breath
And the Rain is her tears
The sunlight, their glory,
And the darkness, their fears.
More worship the Sunrise,
It seems so to me,
than the fiery Sunset
As it sinks in the sea.
Yet, in truth, both are equal
In pure majesty.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 11, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 13, 2014

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