The Way Of The Wind
The wind's way in the deep sky's
None may measure, as none can
How the heart in her shows the swallow The wind's way
Hope nor fear can avail to
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The wind's way in the deep sky's
None may measure, as none can
How the heart in her shows the swallow The wind's way
Hope nor fear can avail to
Believe not those who
The upward path is smooth,
Lest thou shouldst stumble in the way,
And faint before the truth
I stand in the advancing light,my hands hungry, the world beautiful
My eyes can't get enough of the trees—they're so hopeful, so green
A sunny road runs through the mulberries,
I'm at the window of the prison infirmary
He was born in Alabama.
He was bred in Illinois.
He was nothing but a
Plain black boy.