Blow Oh Wind Oh Blow Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Blow oh wind oh blow!
For days are coming to dark
Life is but a go and go
The roots of days that spark
For dreams are all to be
Forgotten in the timeless sea

Sing on lives sweet melodies,
With timeless longings and harmonies:
For all comes to be true
If you believe in it too!

Like days in their morning sky,
All is here to come true
Don't ask any questions or why
Just become wise and you!
Life is all in its disguising warp,
Making its certainty or not;
Each mind just needs to be sharp
In what it has in experience got.
Sing on lives sweet melodies,
With timeless longings and harmonies:
For all comes to be true,
If you believe in it too.