The Sun, the Wind, and the Rain
The dawn, the wind, and the sun!
Oh, the bright hours of love
When the soft wind blows the scent of the rose,
And the brave sun shines above!
The sun, the rain, and the wind—
Ay, how the strong days go
When the great winds cry aloft in the sky
And the rain but brings the bow!
The dusk, the mist, and the rain;
Ah, the gray twilight brief
When the chill winds strain through the trees in pain
And beat on the fallen leaf.
The calm, the stars, and the night.
And oh, for that journey far
When the soul shall find what there lies behind,
And leap to the utmost star!
Oh, the bright hours of love
When the soft wind blows the scent of the rose,
And the brave sun shines above!
The sun, the rain, and the wind—
Ay, how the strong days go
When the great winds cry aloft in the sky
And the rain but brings the bow!
The dusk, the mist, and the rain;
Ah, the gray twilight brief
When the chill winds strain through the trees in pain
And beat on the fallen leaf.
The calm, the stars, and the night.
And oh, for that journey far
When the soul shall find what there lies behind,
And leap to the utmost star!
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