I am the voice of nature
Gentle, fierce
I am the voice of lovers
Soft, desperate
My many mistresses
Call to me through
Tree tops and window sills.
I hear them all.
I am creator, destroyer
Of nations. Shifter of mountains
And Sahara's. Giver and taker
Of life, courier of seasons.
I am the scorned
Lover of Zeus. Thunder
my howl, rain my tears,
Lightning my rage.
outstanding piece!!!!!!!
lovely poem