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Deborah Stokol

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I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers
From the seas and the streams
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid in their noonday dreams
From my wings are shaken
The dews that waken
The sweet buds, every one
When rocked to rest
On their mother's breast
As she dances about the sun
I wield the flail
Of the lashing hail
And whiten the green plains under
And then again
I dissolve it in rain
And laugh as I pass in thunder
I sift the snow
On the mountains below
And their great pines grown aghast
And all the night
'Tis my pillow white
While I sleep in the arms of the blast
Sublime on the towers
Of my skiey bowers
Lightning, my pilot, sits
In a cavern under
Is fettered the thunder
It struggles and howls at fits
Over earth and ocean
With gentle motion
This pilot is guiding me
Lured by the love
Of the genii that move
In the depths of the purple sea
That orbèd maiden
With white fire laden
Whom mortals call the moon
Glides glimmering over
My fleece-like floor
By the midnight breezes strewn
I laugh to see them whirl and flee like a swarm of golden bees
When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent
Till calm rivers, lakes, and seas
Like strips of the sky fallen
Through me on high
And each paved with the moon and these
I am the daughter
Of earth and water
And the nursling of the sky
I pass through the pores
Of the ocean and shores
I change, but I cannot die
For after the rain
When with never a stain
The pavilion of heaven is bare
And the winds and sunbeams
With their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air
I silent laugh
At my own cenotaph
And out of the caverns of rain
Like a child from the womb
Like a ghost from the tomb
I arise and unbuild it again
Like a child from the womb
Like a ghost from the tomb
I arise and unbuild it again
Like a child from the womb
Like a ghost from the tomb
I arise and unbuild it again
Like a child from the womb
Like a ghost from the tomb
I arise and unbuild it again
Like a child from the womb
Like a ghost from the tomb
I arise and unbuild it again
Like a child from the womb
Like a ghost from the tomb
I arise and unbuild it again
Like a child from the womb
Like a ghost from the tomb
I arise and unbuild it again
Like a child from the womb
Like a ghost from the tomb
I arise and unbuild it again

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