Dark winter days, dark vapors emerging from the glade gloom
Have oppressed my brain for a long dreary season, then comes a day
Born of the gentle soothing wind, and clears away
From the sick congestive heavens all unseemly stains unwelcome bloom
How anxious am I, a whole anxious month, relieved of its pains,
Yet it takes as a long-lost right the feel of bright May;
My eyelids with the passing coolness of the day play
Like rose petals with the dripping of summer refreshing rains.
The calmest thoughts came over me; as of leaves
Budding, fruits ripening in stillness of the day towards the autumn suns
Sinking, smiling at eve upon the quiet sheaves of grains in late summer fields
Winds, breezes remind me of her sweet cheek, a gentle smiling infant's breath
The gradual sand of desert dunes
That is carried along the moaning winds
And through a woodland rivulet it is dropped against a silver shy moon
Where the lush grass is grazed at night by a flock of hinds
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