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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Seasons of Hope</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I wonder if the wind will blow from the east,<br> When we rise in the Spring to a promising feast,<br> To welcome the buds as they gently unfold,<br> And my Rose of all flowers the queen.<br> <br> I wonder if the wind will blow from the south,<br> With the heat of the sun like a furnace's mouth;<br> And the roses of June braving colours so bold,<br> In contrast with verdure green.<br> <br> I wonder if the wind will blow from the west,<br> When Autumn is heralding Summer's bequest,<br> And the last rose of summer as in centuries old<br> Fades away, lacking lustre and sheen.<br> <br> I wonder if the wind will blow from the north,<br> When the flurries of snowflakes come sallying forth;<br> And my loved one and I will bend to the cold,<br> Though inwardly warm and serene.<br> <br> Let the wind blow its will, be it gale, be it light,<br> Let it blow itself out in the dark of the night;<br> Let the sky be dark azure or glorious gold,<br> There's no hope in a future foreseen.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Pius+Dapre">Pius Dapre</a></strong></div>

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