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The Sound of Nature
I begged the sky to hold off
But it answered me with such a sound,
The clouds raised their puffy lids
And tears came tumbling down...
(By surprise) cursed thunder first
Followed by a quieter prayer,
Then, with hesitation wept,
The grieved windows of the spheres...
I nodded and descended,
So familiar was the plea
That no rejoinder I made
And Let the damp weather be...
I, too, knew that the darkness
Was merely a passageway
Beguiling travelers of truth
Through steps of uncertainty...
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poem
by
Romeo Della Valle
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