Listen to the sound of winter’s wind!
Icy as the river it has tamed
The clouds fly o’er in ecstasies of grey
All nature caricature of a tear.
Listen to the quick-hastening storm!
Rumbling like a menacing fire-mount
Jagged white fells earth with splint’ring sound
Existence has donned a weary robe.
Listen to the music of the dawn!
Wrecking light on all that once was dread
The power and the might crush down my fears
I stand strong now for all the night is fled.
Rising from the brilliance of first light
Transfigur’d, I am the Sun, the stars.
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