Life Begins

Oh the storm why are thou silent
I need some withering winds
To strike my cheeks and blow my hair
So that a life begins

It was once that I rejoiced
Engulfed deep when those winds grew
Many a days, it’s been a while
That some whistles in my heart blew

The raindrops that slashed the mud
why no longer smell so sweet
Evenings melting to darkness
Now piled with solace sererne

Clear and sunny without a storm
Tis good, that i shine in sun
If does rise a storm again
Will call it, as my life begun

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