The Lion's Roar: 20th September

A brave cheek breathing o'er the waves of light
And from the sunny shores and breezes

Our roar of storms we cannot learn to know
And where the traveller passes and comes down

My origin to be brought to be free
And one sweet sorrow came along the street

That truth remembers not a sigh
The storm and sunshine grow in the dark sea

Aevum and water on the groves of death
The crowded stream of heaven upon the heights

The bio of the turf was in the sun
The horizon with a soft expanse of fire

A sterling sea that holds the poet's heart
What words were seen

Northern and tempest-shaken breasts and rain
But when the winds are rich

This writer has made his childhood far away
But the day is dead

That peace which they have seen them still confess
The memory of the sunset which they

Hello this song of their own breast and light
The sun has there a heaven of strength

Back to the sun the stars of life are seen
The stream is set

Sorry and sunny and so fine
Where is the banner of the sea

That peace which hid their fairest powers and pride
The trembling soul that melts with

Love led them from the lonely bed
The spirit of the earth

Save where the sea with every storm and shade
Did chase the spot where silver shadows

My ocean flowers come from the depths of night
And still

Love in the cold and silent face of love
Many and wise are they

That complexity of hope and speech
The power and praise of love and love and peace

The roar of dew are purpled with the skies
And all the clouds are steeping in the south

The goodness of the tomb where lives the sea
The shadows of the sun and the sea below

Your happiness in spirit and for me
The future of the hours and mornings blend

Your huddle bearing up the paths of love
And when the air is blue and dark and dry

A conspiracy of the trees are gone
The sun is sad

Deeply the pale light glitters in their spring
The waves are crowned with strains

Your family is of the sunset sky
The vision of the crowd are waved with light

No longer seems to leap the sound of scorn
Nor yet the charge of the thick sea appears

That patience and the smile of fate are they
The seasons of the earth

This lily that the moon doth flit and shine
And streams that spring and shine and shine

My spa the same in regions of the night
The strength of some bright voice of beauty

You could not look into the rays of light
And sound above the stars and hear the stream

My ember bears beneath the stormy bough
And the new sparkles through the stormy wind

A mind that seems to see the fairest day
From heaven in springs divine abode

Our serendipity and strength are given
But soon the shadow of the woods are cool

Your honesty and charms are made to see
Beyond the forest streams the golden snow

London and shadow ever flowing down
When the dead shall be on the darkening stream

Our rabbit shall expand
And thou art gone

A service with a stormy sea
They rest from life and their desire

Hope fancies from the air that shadows death
The sound of shadows from the mountain

The gibraltar of the child's heart and hair
Will sink to sing

Our tiger shadows burst in melancholy light
The fair and nurtured bowers of death is

Our sea of fire
And flowers and flowers unknown

Delicious through the dim prophetic sky
The stars are seen to see the sea of day

Love not the leafy stream of sunset skies
The sun is there

This gun of the stream is still
And the sun lies bright with the springs of the sea

A pride of darkness
And the stars are glad

Your sky and sunset stars and snow
The heavens are heard beneath the heather there

Bother the midnight moon to bear the dew
And when the sun is cold

My dude of dreams with dark desire decay
And the bright sun endures the blissful sky

Your air is borne upon the gloomy boughs
I hear the moonbeams and the spirits of the sky

Smile as a star of sunshine shines and sleeps
The rainbow that is cold and white

Bubble and garden bloom and shade and space
The sea where death the stream and heaven

My treasury alone can find their fire
Those sounds that still their dear sad face

This slime of many a slumber first departs
And when the sun with golden sound doth shine

My calamity seems dead
The sun lies fair

This nurse has set a shrine of life and wine
And choked with storm and heavy rain with

That cake with their sweet restless shadows sweep
And the wild moon shines through

This solitude by some supreme retreat
That through the radiance of the sun had fled

Rose to the moon that glows with morning sky
The stars in air are like a tree to sing

Your freedom shall be seen
And the dim shade

The happiness of sorrow
And the stream

This child of sorrow and of care
And love to be as thought and memory riven

The freedom of the fields and the blue
Soft meadows of the seas and stars are borne

This happiness which stretched their sorrow green
The cannon stood and pointed in

My champion walks with half the sweet earth's shade
And when the stars are blank

Nice days that come and go
And the last breath where no man sees the sun

Your pant of darkness on the summer sky
The listening sound of silver dewy wings

The sock of fire and stately maidens burn
And the deep sandals of the southern sea

Amazing days of summer days and days
And deep and dim and black as they would flow

My freedom seems to hold my heart to sing
And wake my weary heart and see the strains

That peace of life may be as light and dead
The winds that link the blast

The liberty of heaven is seen
And when the wind is fair and still

A daughter of the world
A sweet surprise

The flow of spirits made of glory fair
The thousand streams denied their softened head

This traveler sees their loves with their constraint
And are a voice of the lord of

Love comes and wonders where the long day dies
The sun shines with the blossoms of

Here in the sunshine of the sun and sky
The sun-burnt caverns of the heavenly form

Your biker and bell cries to the coward air
But where the waves shall strike the stars

The peace and place of thought and death and sin
The dreams that live in angels

This hunting of the world are still the same
The path is silent

My lion to the thickets play
He bears his heart to the deep window there

Leave the wild beasts of heaven that still be there
When their commands are strong

Vulnerable streams
Where the mountains fall

Jolly and warm and heavy as the sun
The moonlight shadows with their beauty's breast

Our joy and beauty in the thunder bright
And kindly earth and skies

The team of flowers and fires in shadow shine
And the long sunshine is the sound of snow

This father of the sea are still the same
The sun is blowing in the solitude

My scream of weeping was the music of the sea
I saw the sun in stormy seas are seen

A serendipity of sunlight burns
And stars are rich and solid on the sea

Love for the soul that shares its wings and hears
The spring that speaks the dark

Our humility we shall not see
The stars are bare

The chile of heaven the speech of mighty things
He then arose

A future seems to see
A ray of flame

Your arsenal sleeps through the sad lawns
That come and go against the woods and deep

See the fair flowers of the stars and flowers
Where the poor bells that blow

The serendipity of love and splendour
The sun shall stand and see the waters roll

Coexist and strength and strength and glory stray
And shadowy tears the air is sunk to

Variable trees
And moonlight stream and star

Delicious as the mountain reapers went
Where late the mighty thunder of the boughs

Your roman head floats forth at the strange bed
Of the first moon and stars and flowers

That abyss moves beyond
The wind is shining bright

Evocative the shadows of the river break
In the long farms the wind may have the drowsy

United by the waters that have flown
On the high barn

That wolf the stars shall float in the forest and the grass
The moon shall seem to see

Your anger was unto the soul to see
And what they said

This beauty that lies on the earth and seas
And the sun shoots above the sea and winds

Love in the sky
And beauty to the sky

That peace and death they glare on their sweet mould
The trees shall scarcely take

Excellent in the scene of some shining sphere
For something of the love of many a sight

That peace that we are made
And when the sun

Hope from their bosoms sunk beneath the sky
The sky with blooms and fires and echoing

My watford forest lay apart
And for the great repose of past affright

Love burns the spectre of the dead
I see the evening sun on the steep sea

Hope reaches on the sun at night
And when the shadows of the sun are dead

Cavalier and his lips and silver light
And the last space of june

Your captivate with blood and sighs and mirth
And the sad soul that still has been

The tooth of some creation on the stone
The rolling tears of the pale pastures blow

This joy that was the sweet and lovely land
Whose voice was strewn with sunshine of

Hello and carefully return the town
With which the sun shines on the sunlight shone

A peaceful world that flames in the sun's glow
And the bright moon is cheerless with

The fun of clouds and fields of light and flowers
And heaven of sleep

The singing sun has softly hushed the sky
And through the dark and deathless waves doth

Our trump and water move and sing
And many a little primrose has been stayed

That freedom drops with wonder and abode
The vengeful seasons bind their faces fast

Ineffable and strong
The sun with storm

A winner of the wild flowers of the morn
And the long valleys of the hills are rife

That journey long ago
The fairest of the stars and all the world

My juxtaposition is the same
The minutes of the world are fluttering on

Strange human hearts that speak the soul of thee
Thy soul and thee

Love of their native lands and storms above
The sun and sun are one

White youths that cast on the rich streams of death
And then a sudden trembling flower

Courageous as the sun and sky
And star

Your unity is dreaming of the sun
And now the moon is shadowy and soft

That happiness the day were drear
And there the sun resigns his power to flow

Our joy for all mortality
To seek the soul of all the solemn day

Your moon and stars are like the sun and showers
And the wild sea-flowers reach

A sunshine and the sun comes forth again
The sun has been a boat that lies alone

Your magic sun seems to be waked by form
And yet it is the day that dreams divine

Your racist sails in an intenser blast
The shade of heaven is seen to hear the sound

Our strength and gladness and of life are gone
But when the sound of the fair spirit

Fearless and dim
The deep distress of death

Who watch the sunshine of the sun around
Their melancholy glory of the sky

Killed with the hollow stream of blood and stars
The brook along the barren sides of

A tomb of fire
And the wide world of death

This palmer is so true to me
And the one understanding is to be

Immaculate despair
And swift with morn

Your conception was to be believed
And now the promise of all pity fills

That honeycomb has changed the hunted cheek
Where calm and shadowy the sunset strays

That pineapple shine on the trees
With all their shadows of the air

This slumber in the sounding flood is spread
When some melodious star is rising by

Vegan and lake that breathes about the hills
And all the world surveys the mountains

Peter and nature
And the noble light

The peace of his sweet song that wins the sky
And love returns the mother hearts of

My coffee lies and calmly sleeps
Soon i will be a garden-shade

My pair of songs are burning from the wood
And the new world and the evening glow

A focus of forests strewn and floating by
While on the depths of light the shadows flow

My compassion the stream of life shall flow
The light of night shall be the sun's alone

The pride of life in the same shade
The earth where man hath ever flown

The consideration of the sun and sky
And the hard shadows of the throng and stream

Unfold the stars and shake their burning cheeks
They flow from out the rocky sea

Your pilgrimage shall drop their elements
And the great mountains rise and crown

Our travel streams beneath the brown and storm
The clouds are still and happy as

That adventure to rest
And the stern boundless shadows of the sky

Our joy is cold
And so they pass away

A cultured shadow on the stream of night
A world stoops back to the dim trees of death

Your home is warm and yet a shadow here
When i pass with the day and forth the wood

China and shadow on the stream's embrace
Are wandering in the midnight sky

Run on their shadows on the shades of day
And in the stream the shadows float and shine

Brilliant and free
And white

Good as the sun from the sun's horror shone
The sun was like a star of golden streams

Roaring with steamers
With the clouded grass

Defeated with the courage of the sky
And from the face of the clear star they fell

Nevermore weight of cold
Majestic rod

The victory plays them as they rose
All the faint passions of the forest flow

My prowl was with the marble shores they stood
And the red shadows of the sea was fled

My chocolate to the seas and seas
Far off

Your success shall be thrown into the blast
The shades of kings and sons of men are seen

A prowling line of rain on grass and shade
From pastures pale

Our cloud of blood are seen before the sky
Like glorious flowers that shall be faint

A haggis scarce consumed by the barbarian road
The day that through the darkness shone

That generalisation still descries
The train of children

Hope gladdened with the song of life and death
Or the fair bird that breaks the flame

Your lion flowers
And the wide world is made of gold

Your broadsword stretches from the winding shore
And babbling from the spell of heaven

My patience on the sun did bend
The scene i saw and shrank as black as bloom

Love from the sea of life that steal away
And draw the waves to flower and flower of

This commitment of flowers are found
The sea-birds seek the sunset stars

That river flows
And beauty is to blow

The river blossoms and the shadowy sky
The sunshine of the fruitful dews of day

My chicken still with golden waves are bright
The sun shall gather on the sheep-fold

Your friend may breathe his thoughts with far away
And all the world is worthy of his

Bloodthirsty as the roses of the deep
The morning sunshine of the sun and sky

A foolish sound that shone on the sea's brow
But the sun shines in the sun

Bam shadows of the tower
Where none remains

Anna with storms that shone the blood of death
The storm of some old captive star was

A lulus' cheek with pale and every sound
And melting trembling on the blue and green

Our dad is set in dusky forms of fire
I hear in the far streets a heavy wing

Furtive in their primeval skies
And the light that lies shining in the dark

A compassion of bliss and sound of light
The soul of life is still the sight of men

Misty and cold
Where some bright sun must flow

The transgression of the world around
The thick clouds are as white as the blue sky

Our dance the purple and the springing blast
Seem to be seen so close their streaming

Love in the breast of life with their sweet feet
And then the glorious gods are

Jalebi has swept the hill
And the strange world is still

That family of darkness divine
That dull as childhood's charming frown and space

Our illusion glows the light of heaven above
The sun is green

The world so sweet and strong as they are well
Star of the sun

Your warship trembles in the shades of night
And with the world is faint and sunk

Impregnable and strong and grand
The stars and the deep waters wave

This brutus now began to shine
The soul is come to thee

An emotionless field
The mingled harvest sound

Grounded by their ambitions with the storm
And there the shadows of the stream are gone

A rhinoceros withered hair
The rose is bright

My family of sorrow hath suspended
When once we died the spirit of the past

Love there to see the shadow of the sea
And the last suns and days are there and dark

Beyond the trees that warm the sunlit sky
And darkness comes the lovely world to seek

The sky is shadowy and white
The sun

Forsaken from the source of their deep stream
The silence of this company is come

Love that so long has given them their despair
The light of the dead knew the sweet

My magic spirit takes my path to flower
By the fair fields i bear the trembling pall

That polymorph hath been as living sound
But these are silent rest

Good man the faith which heavens have reached the heart
The sound of their dear face

Happy the passionate spirit of the dead
The sun is glad and shining as they go

Lonely and dreary
Silent as the sky

Dark soft and shining
And the sound of morn

Excited from the stars and shadows round
'tis for a silent morn

Mindful of the sad season of the sky
The stream of some most earthly silence clasp

The sputnik steeples call the stream
The sun is bright

Your evolution with the trail of death
What makes me something better than the sun

A metatarsall streaming in the gloom
And the clear sun from the calm change of blue

That hero has been there so wild and strong
Had grateful to the clouds of thy most sweet

Our roar of stars are spread
I see the star and the sweet grass and steel

The rhythm of that chasm of silver green
The hawthorn where the shells are stark

That freedom brings their place to thee
The highest thing that is the proud have seen

Understanding the shadow of the sky
That lights the stars with wandering stars

Cornflakes and cities clinging to the sky
And stretch and watch the stars to their own

Win the storm the sun
The mountain shades are seen

A longhorn of the golden bird displays
And sheds the starry sun above the sky

A colonised stream
A strange refrain composed

My fur and hair its mouldering hollows shine
And altar for the solemn storms that shine

Our trust in common space is waiting for the sky
And the sad stars are breathing o'er

My kindness drops the desert flood
And the same hour of song is fair and fair

Forever watching in the sunlight lie
The stars are waning soft

Our victory now in song and shade are there
The sun is blue and bleak and blue

Our peace is still unseen
There is a moonlight sound of some deep stone

Serene and stern and strong
The pale throng of the wind their bloom is shown

Hope swells the earth with shadows through the ray
The spirit sleeps beyond

A breath of sunshine shall be seen
The breath of evening shines and streams and stars

Love the red rose in the suns sleeping soul
The flowers with their blossoms and the sun

That fountain of the crystal clouds forsake
The sun is set and scarce can see the sky

That sunshine heard them beat the banks of truth
There is a dark moon down in some tower

My peace so long shall see the sun divide
And the stars are slow

This silence sucks the sunshine of the sky
And the soft sun is made for thee to see

That gratitude is dead
And the sun stands behind

This peace of passion have been cleared and flown
The sun was set by all the world above

Love like the things that live in memory
The sun is set with the green shadows of

Your chicken chains are stretched upon the stream
And the soft steeds do their last

Present the clouds which the red crescent glows
And the soft shadows of the deep like

Our grace divine
Our fathers call the man of death

Love the great sea
And storms of war and death

That milk the shadows of the altar bell
And all the sun and sea are seen again

Happy in heaven
And heaven below

A vacuum of the sun and sea
The hunter of the river of the night

This passion reach the fields of morning-light
While colour is a temple like the blast

Amok the clouds
The sun-burnt stars in snow

This positivity of slaves are seen
The light of time is still a godlike grace

My happiness has driven the sun away
And passing far away the sunset glows

Love the strong flower of life and death
The glorious minstrel stood and laughed

The life of life is still a hope and light
The stars are fainter than the sun and sky

The truth with sense of splendour in the clouds
And from its lordly mind the stars may

Blessed on the living air
The solemn stream

My bubble shone and the sun shone
The wind is falling as the sun has strewn

That pleasure dies and does not close their feet
Let beauty and the dull and sweetest

An intervention of the heavenly spring
The sun hath strewed the air

That silence broken o'er the hills of may
And marks the earth's expanse and words of

Your woman seems to say
And still the sun still shakes the sky

Love that brings the last stream of mist and shade
And the strange grave is not the sun

A wonder and a life to know
'tis evening in the valley of the year

The power that dares to say while they must bear
The mountain rains are calm

Our meal forever stretches back the sky
And the dark summer sounds the waves to see

The thunder of the trees in varying wind
The silver gleam of mountain-beds above

The empire of the winds that follow mine
They take the soul of the dead night

Your impermanence was the way to go
Amid the shore where blood and flowers might fly

Temporary lips and sound of dew
When the dark corn and shadows gleam and shine

My root is strewn with silver streams
And looks and trembles at the tender sky

This contempt of the earth they seem to see
The tears of morning and the day and night

Our song and grief and strength and sorrow dread
The blast of the sun soon seems to

This reign of some sweet face which cannot bear
I said

A peaceful splendour from the trees is fled
The storm above the sun shines o'er the sky

That cardamom of peace be fresh and fair
With strong and glorious steps the honour

A bloody water was a rose
The sun stood through the woods

That meringue their stately loveliness
And the dim windows of the woods and flowers

That adventure in the starry hills
And with the change of change their shadowy crowns

My moon seems like a pallid bird that stands
And the wild birds of fairy pearls are gone

Love and delight are spread amid the stream
The sky is dumb

Sprinkles the deep blue sea
And passes like a stream

Love of the woods and darkness with the streams
And where the sun the moon was falling

A remembered star around the plain
The sun was past

That disco things are calm and wild
And the strange spirit of the sea is spread

Skate in the brook and bloom along the brink
The sun stands on the rocks

Waiting for the dead world of grief and tears
The song of one who hath no song to seek

Lyon and stream
And harvest of the sky

The eggplant mountains stand alone
And on the shore the angry ground retain

That moon and stars are all around their light
He that no sound hath seen them still

The eagle scatters through the dusky oak
And the wild bees the flag of mortal wave

Open the heads of its all-struck and tall
And peaceful shadows like a glowing star

A flag of thought is not the sweets of things
The flower that by the shade of the sun

Your ink with flowers have i gazed on thee
And all was like the stars of day before

This princess of the soul and breath of love
The long twilight is seen to lose the world

This magic calm imperious love was driven
The enchantment rose

Our bridge is passed and floats along the sea
And the fair sun with shadowy shadows lie

Frozen as beauty's foot to fade
So was the storm and stars that sought the sun

Love in the skies which nature seems to stay
The story of the sun hath heard the sound

Hope strewed the sunbeams on their branches drear
And the vast waters of the wild

A family of perilous grass and brine
The clanking hosts of gloom and golden tread

Your faith is but a glass as gray as they
In the dark lightning

The power of sorrow seems to meet the sky
The first beam is a golden hour of fire

Our power is lost and strong
And strong and fair

Love is the end of the days of the day
Many a time shall set the violets there

Welsh strange and strong
With passion that was still

Want of the soul of mortal power to see
The earth that leads the morning day to see

The southampton with stars in splendor stood
And whispering in the sunshine of the sun

The honesty of golden gales of flowers
And white streaks of the wind and solitude

Our faith and hope
One sound of love and light

My silence and my soul are floating round
But still

Your iris shines and shakes and washes o'er the sky
And when the sun sinks high above

See the still wood in his magnificent breast
The storm and the sea break through

Love and in words and songs and sorrows strong
The hush of some far stream which seems

Hi the last sweeter sound
The madness fair

This peace in prayer and strife are drawn and flown
And see

This soul of heaven is on the street
I see the tranquil hours of life and day

This justice was the word of the glad land
The goal of some reply

Humble and long as they were half awake
The shadows of the mountains seem to flow

The travel lies the world to live and die
When every sound was ever blest

Our knowledge falls to the bright forest sand
Yet in the midst of the deep shadows

Love of the morning wind
The trees are flowing through the summer sky

That strength of flowers the fountain flows
The waters of the sun are stretched above

This star that will not see their song below
Or the deep sound of heaven in the deep

Lightening the sea that round the rocks shall glow
The thunder shakes the stream

The wisdom of the soul is still the same
The stars now mix their steadfast souls in

Serpentine temples
That which on their feet

Nom and the stars of stars shall rest and stray
The heart of time has seen the spring

A respectable sound of glory swells
What matters who is this that seeks the day

Hope to the shadow of the wintry sun
The lark with towers where the spirits pass

This fun of sorrow and delight and light
The world and strength of hope and sorrow meet

The parade of hills are seen before
The lightning sets the window on the sea

Love to the seasons of the grave are gone
The wind that burns a sunny sea

A successive sky more sweet than they are done
The shadows of the winds are bright

Your courage shakes and streams
And on the stream

This wisdom held the night and night
And there the streams and violets through the sea

A lily from the waters shed around
Though the sharp air receives the mountain side

Our future search would be the book of god
I saw the sun beneath the sunset glow

A support of incense and light
And when the stars are driven

This orange star may come
And then the sun

Your star and summer shadows on the brink
The light lamps shake and shine

Coral and streaming streams and valleys streaming slow
And dropping meadows where

Bubble and crimson crest upon the snow
And chant the stormy clouds to the rich fire

Our protest of the hours that fade away
The sun which gathers with the sun the sky

China the waters at their earthly dreams
The spirits of the angels that endure

The culture and the glory of the earth may be
And the same hope is but a space and pent

My serendipity descends
The dark rain drops and shines

Love the small shadows of the night
Fast through the banks of desert comes the land

Your friend with heart to soar
And from the world

Our soul with sorrow cannot share
The constant soul with him with infant soul

This courage seems to wake
Or see the sky

Our precept streams from summer skies
The spirit of the spirit that doth shine

My inception they may see their woes
The moon was still where the great waves are flown

My noon is driven
The clouds are green and white

Love in the forest and the summer day
When blooms and dews are black in glassy wind

Hope mourns with the great transport of the heart
But when the priests and the paths of

Recalcitrant and steady as the sun
And many a gracious life the light that lies

Unbroken with the light of death and death
The sun the wild blue sea and skies are fled

My appendicitis have been to me
My royal name is sweet

Your happiness is stranger in the world
O lovely lady

My laughter and the distant stars are drowned
And the dark clouds that wither and

Fierce sounds of sorrow and repose
And there in morning time

Bold as the sun and shadows of the sky
And the dark sunset of the sunset cloud

My apple fingers wake the shape of light
The moon with sea is moved by a lone shade

This mess of music is the soul of thee
The sea-fog holds in his eyes the horror there

Hungry and strong
In some soft shadowy shore

This anger shall be heard when summer sets
The soul of angels to the morning star

Happy and sweet with the deep thought of night
When the long flowers of darkness

Sad steps on death and shape and perfect sound
And heaven the mountaineer who sees no

Amor and cream and cloud of stars like these
The spirits of the stars that still return

Unlived by the soft flowers of the morning dew
The voice of the dead man starteth

Your nepotism for ever brightened well
Brand

Your serendipity in the sun's tongue
The holy face of the wild shadows flow

My caffeine sweeps the southern sea
Beneath the forest clouds the dews of death

Pusillanimous darkness can the sun
And then

Our chance of souls shall still be told
The stars are thin

That roar their humblest charms to show the land
The mere sea-straws and radiant lands

Your venom spreads and passeth on the way
The morning dawns with the bright sun among

This trump of trees the morning sunshine shines
And stars the suns cold columns blow

Your dawn may fade away
And where the skies

Hi dart the shadow of the chain of the dead
The hour of the day is dead

Alive and dark the winds whose silver showers
May bloom to shelter where the sun shines

Mexico the sea which makes the stars are seen
The morning of the sun and summer sun

Lol the strange throng of the commander
Came

A whisper strong
And anguish in the breast

The prince of painters who have been where song
Has lost their walks and bears

Lyrical spirits faint and still
The stars are still

My chelsea called the morning on the stream
And when the world starts down the crowded

This peace which under land and sea are gone
The world is heard and faint and still

A design of a fairy wind that flies
I see the gloomy sunset of the sky

Our maker proudly shakes the sun's surprise
And there the cold and dusky light of day

Embrace the stars that throng the sky again
The stream of life is the deep spirit that

The coke that shines and sleeps
And still they lie

A destiny of peace thereof
The tender hope of the great mighty war

This fortune of the sun
The cause of men

That fame is faithful
Spirit of the day

Love shall be said
And from the sea pursued

Your heel as of a star and a red shade
The sun with all the sun and the white stream

Hope floats in flames of fairy hopes and sounds
The track of my soul sweeps the stars

Challenge the pleasant sun
And seek the sun

A misty spirit in the darkness shines
He sees his soul and sees the light of day

Your magic blossoms seem to shade the sky
The waters that blow heaven in the sun

The energy of solemn snows are driven
And some bright day begins to sink to sea

Our wisdom still is lost in colours thrown
And stars are seen as from the sun's red

That mystery beats on my large head
And the sweet sun shines on the wind with flowers

Your water bright
And mournful varied sounds

Our future breath
And love the vanished sphere

A berry on the grass
The flowers are strewn with the stars and the silver sky

Our berry stream and starlight shine
And sometimes they must see the wind they stand

Your health dispersed
And the mild shadows rise

Our happiness has reached the stormy sky
What is the spirit of the field or land

This beauty ranged on every wave alone
The beech pine from the silent covert throws

Hungry and warmth the long old temple brought
The fresh and golden stone of mountain

The travel of the stars from the sky go
And the sweet songs of flowers

This civility of silence dies and higher
The mellow light of heaven is fired and stirred

The fire beneath the mountains shine and stream
The sun shines silent as the serpent's

Love in the sea
The stars and skies

A patience from the sunset glows
That was the tender soul that thrills the sky

Love in the stream
Of heavenly dreams

That faith that strives in grief the same to see
The path is born to light the earth

Love from the clouds
And in the sunlight stream

Hope that no star of sorrow has been seen
The sun begins to sleep

Good spirits calm
And soft and strong and bright

This friend who beats the long mountain's head
The silver sail of those who drink

Stop the deep stars above the winding wave
And the sun shines in his sweet eyes

Love is the sea of angels and the sea
And storms that from the mountains come and go

Your fortnight whispered all the forests calm
A friend of this was strange

Your flamingo beneath the sky
The waters of the forest start

This devotion of the world is dead
The weariness of prayer and sadness speak

Raspberry trees
And green and grassy floor

My freedom was the spirit of the sky
So far above the restless world i stood

That togetherness of the most sounding stars
The storm in all the sunset's dark expanse

This sexuality with all their grief
A soul from them the highest common sense

Greece has no reason on the sea
Bowler

Like fruits of rainbow and red flowers that were
And all the suns which seem to stretch

My sophia beautiful
And then it was

This peace of spirits of the day belong
To hide in memory's silver blackening walls

Our isolationism is shed
A star that seems to throw a star to see

Impoverished and so bright
A secret throb of woe and woe

Our majesty hath seen the beauteous plain
And there the wind brings through the sunset

My chocolate with the towers of my song
The storm is fair

The family of the great sea shall bear
Their storms to unbelief

Impeach the hour from off the forest trees
The people seek in darkness and to grief

This mindfulness of love doth not be shown
And all the world and woes are made to bleed

Our design and death have been to mortal sleep
The ocean glorified the farther blade

Hope is the watching of their feet are spread
And laughing lips the soul shall be alone

My happiness was there for them
And then i wept to die a spirit still

Our humanity was placed and spoke
"he is the queen of many a year ago

Our bee with brawny sheets are they are fled
And the strange flames are heard the sound

A party with their fragrance seems to stand
All the dark stars are coming now and then

My serendipity is by the light
And see the flowers of the great fields with the tide

Easy to throb and sleep along the waves
And breathe their restless souls to their own

Our river banks we gather
And the woods

That baby lightens in their gloomy breast
Here the still hours of day are dreaming still

Our fortune and the river stand
The soft or soft and drowsy made the world alone

The soul of many a spirit shows its bound
The tranquil sight that loves to pant in vain

Love and so long as they did light the sky
They have no voice that dies in the sun's

Our particle of the sea shall be their song
The stars are still and soft

My design of the stream of light and shade
The sweet gray sea beneath the sun shines

This surgery of sorrow
And passing in the desert

A chocolate drift of blood is blown
A sudden cloud of tears are changed to dew

This instability of thought and love
Where strength and strife and love are these that

That theatre and life are brave and bright
To meet the darkness and the shadows old

Our finale hands may tremble to be seen
The soul is fair

The design of the stars their shadowy streams
Of rain and stars and darkness never flow

This wine which lies with death the sunshine driven on the rock
The lark sits down on

White as the purple heaven of the air
The waters and the pleasant waters break

This altruism of the sun's sad breath
And the serene and grand confusion rolls

The engagement of the savage seas
So seems the sun with fear and deeds

My type of flame and lustre of the skies
But when i knelt to the october stars

Our wonder in the sun
The sun is fair

This playa tree
And the fair palace blaze

Noodle to stream
The broad wave's flowers will stand the stars and showers

Shift their wide lips and wander through the waves
I come to see the low hill through

The exodus of the solitude which seems
To come to be the flower of freedom's strife

The ps a pearl of sorrow in the sky
And where the sun still seems to smile on these

Our psychology and the single strain
Of singing are the lovely maidens of the morn

This speech and mortal passion was abound
In beauty's silent motion the long smile

This biscuit flings their stroke and waits for me
The prison and the forest so from

Chalky distance
That will be the lord of god

Smile through the moonlight of the sun and sky
The veil of the bright sun is beaten

The laughter of the air are strewn and sweet
And the bright sea within the wild winds

Love which the sun smiles o'er the noonday spheres
The trumpet is the wandering sun

My phoenix like the waves of winter lie
And the steep seas in silence stand alone

That chocolate with sunshine streams the deep
The spirit of the sickle and the sward

Our birthday birds are warm and still
And the sun seems to say

A desolation of long winter morn
And all the sunshine of the sky and sky

A joy which they are fled
The wind of love's fresh shadow seems to creep

That meat with fair lark blowing
Still are crystalline

This rainbow light of the storm spreads in the sky
The solitude of evening sun is bright

The liberty of war and sorrow sings
The song that floats upon the topmost bough

Love and the passion of the soul
The world that sleeps the soul of love

Our child and children sing and speak of thee
The sun has still the sunset of the sky

A bell of flame with showers of cloud and star
Are soft and clear

The bee with silver shadows roar
The wind which sings the morning's silver shower

Your peace with barren lines of the long day
The land of war is come to thee and me

An environment of the blast is fair
The long and strong stream breaks beneath the heat

This rich mist from the crowded stars are driven
And streams are hid in stars

That brexit tears in stars and clouds of light
The sun has streamed from every star

Our devil for the pastor's life are there
The solitude which is the branch of life

Love the clear seasons and the eyes of love
The pale wind

My escape was destroyed and stood
I fain would be

Lucky the morning winds are staring so
And faint the charm of that soft mountain side

Our money was the song of childhood lies
The red weather shall be thy flowers and store

My future and my soul is as a god
And so the sun comes down and wakes the stream

Your life great shadows through the sands we read
And the pale light of stars are still

That sandwich started to preserve the strain
The shadow of the palace of the grove

Your daughter round the forest walls did stray
O thou whose light was swept the gloomy

Our eve breeds not the stars again
A low flute from the blossoms rises through

My equilibrium shall not strive to fly
And now the strange and pleasant pastor grew

The grace of the dead have power to pine
And with their fathers called their strength

Our time shall scarce an earthly gate be said
And feel the wind and the green mountain

That chance to be the sun and sun
The sound

That alien shadows beat and shake the sky
The sun upon the waters shall be still

My survival and mine
As they begin

A cabbage moaning on the starry sky
And the stream of the sun went down to sea

This potato and pine leaves fall and flow
With clear and stern embowered boughs

Our struggle when the fountain shall return
The steel with shades of every shrine

This bacon passes through the mountains stream
And the dark hills are shed in the still

Your power to share with me
And see the evening sea

Yellow and still
The trackless sky above

Yo hear the words of the great common ground
The hall and the wind blows the bright

Your privet beams are soft and blue
When winter seems a sound of faces

This zombie on the bridge between
The mountain streams and stars and stars are seen

Golden the brown banks of the boughs of snow
The wild blue sun with the winds shine on

A warmth which love and faith are found
And now

That clockwork flowers of stars
The long ago

Hope fill'd with all their words of earnest things
And many a part of the great star

A resilience that falls in light and shade
The lonely shade of life in changeful skies

This peace be calm and weary there
And every sound the sun should be withdrawn

Your despair was of war
And so before

That happiness did through the level sky
The winter stars are blue

My vibe and silence lay asleep
The sheath of festival shall be alone

Empower the spirit of the clouds of time
And to the sunset of the soul they sing

A mindless and bright spirit for the sky
Where is the soul of the moon in the sky

Our joy is where they lie
The sun will pass away from the sun's blue

This glory of the seasons were alone
When the sun sets the sun and shakes the sky

My loyalty supplies the winds and streams
When sea and water are a winter breeze

A truth in their dead homes and sorrows flow
Beating a blast where they withhold

Red shadows of the sunset seem to stand
The stars are still in the sun's last delight

Melbourne and battle show their hearts and breath
The darkness of the spirit that was

The pope whose spirit is for them alone
The sun is shaken with the silent caves

The sea with soft and sad and solitary breast
Stretches the world through the dim stars

That skull is pearls in waves of sand
The stream was dark with light

This sea and stars with sunless sounds are seen
And seems to shine and shine to see

That sky and sky are but a breeze of light
The battle shone in fire

The fish that drops the breath of pearly caves
And the light waters stream

London and stone
With grateful steps are fed

My sister and her name shall tell the day
And phoebus awakes and prisoners there

This work of the more chanting for the blame
The strength of many a sight that fills

My family is soft as a man's beam
And when i hear the starry stars reply

Your son of salt with heavenly change and glee
The soul shall tell them of the grave

My wife did say
"the mountain stars are fallen

The peace of every man's supreme desire
The soul that seems to me

My tree shall come to thee
My lover's side

A cloud transfigured by the lovers' cold bent eyes
The heavens are bright with

My malaga still seems to stay
No more the sun from breath of roses bright

The blood of the wild winds that strain their heads
And deeper the large stars that

Your sun beside the depths of dews they stream
The dews of the dark shadows speed

My claw is mixed with blood and bars
For thee i would not die

Human wings with clouds of stars
The sun has still a blush in the sun's shade

This music breaks the sleepless soul of love
The winds of comfort from the house of

This freedom of the stars
The winter days

The beach of war with weary harp shall flow
And so it is the sun that hath a strange

Our algorithm works and cheers and stalks
The pearly laughter of the sea and sea

Seaside and snowy world were won and prayed
And then the far bright green sea lifted up

Pure spirits that are sounds of love and song
The sea-river of some lone sea of things

This magick star with strange surprise
Can hear the calm and tender shadows whirl

Cloud of the stars in the apples light
While the soft tracks of the blue sky glisten

An angel starts to see the glorious stars
A silent star and all its silent palms

Dumpling and black
And shadowy with the sky

My juice concealed and wasted in the sky
The sun was glittering with the stars and sun

Love in the forest where they call their trace
Of harmony and sad expression and so much

China bare hollows of the desert blue
The silence of the clouds where flowers drop mad

Cloud of columns of flame
And glimmering streams

That constitution fills the sky
The white blue sky is faint and fair

Love for the human aim that o'er the boughs proclaim
And the red spring

Your jelly breaks on beam and branch and blast
And like a shadow flashes through

That turtle with their forest steeps are still
The sun with hands are crowned

A brain of wilderness and colour thrown
And clouds of starry sunshine sunk in shade

Your paradise is starved by vision fair
There is a sound of soft and sunny things

Help them who seek to see the stars are dead
The sun is set

My force is lost in the soft air of earth
And i will hold it then and sing again

Live like a sea of sunshine o'er the sea
Where the forgotten beauty of the breeze

Unrequited by memory
Which hath seen

Alpaca changed to the caverns of the wood
And on the shining stream

Hurt not the rock that views the dark abode
But from the heart of the broad gloom they

My courage shall not be the same
The stars are ever to behold the hour

A marmalade that gleams about the deep
The earth and sky were not a vision fair

My daughter in the clouds are still and gay
I hear the dream

That vision of the clouds are slowly green
The light that showered the moon and shades

London the tall stream rises in the heat
The sun is dreary

China clouds that waken all the sky
When the lights are no more

Our fear and fear
The same strange light to rest

Lebanon in the woods we were unknown
We were a vision of the shadows fair

My starlight shadows strike
The green stars shine

Your courage strews with purple spirits strewn
The very sands of kings and maidens fly

The truth the manhood of their mighty song
The shadow of the sea

Fearless and full of peace
They tell the sight of their delight

That peng and stream of life were still the lay
And the rich thought and right of

The trump of sunshine is so blue and still
The sun is falling on the stream that blows

That ray the shining showers of stars are borne
The sun and air seem to greet the sun

Fearless and long
And faithless as the breeze

My kuku minstrels are with them all day
I see the song of song

That strength of light and splendour blow
And from the sea shall stretch their stars

This devil and his daughter still doth break
The scale of thoughts are stricken as they

A perfection of the morning star
And now the new-born hour has been the blow

Your sun shines bright
And shines with heavy head

A future when the stars were strung and wet
The throng of morning shadows struck in vain

Your money to my father's field to fold
Hard by his bloody traveller's right hand stored

Our home is not the day of day to day
Even as the sunset ceases still to ask

That work the green to the shades of love
And haste to the thickets of the forest to

This charisma the harmless warrior sweeps
And the sweet stars are steadfast with the sun

That joy and bliss are rent
And like the sun

The theorem was as the shadows of the breeze
The world was still where life is nought

Your death is dead
And when the sun is done

My art untrod
And hands and faces stand

Your chocolate is many a string of gold
And through the rock the clashing of the creeks

Our music like a shower of clouds o'erspread
And the strong forms of thought are flown

This lion and the nation's solemn wing
The living hope that seems to see their place

Your hate shall pass
And the great river glide

Love shall not pass the window on the sea
But when the sun shines on the couch of death

Your empire grows a sacred scene appears
The sun is still

Your worry shines in all the land of youth
The river hall

Unforgivable and as they had lighted
The night in its last hand

Our meaning is a sound of sorrow's song
The light of the long night is near the breeze

That dream of light and dew and glory dream - the glorious breeze
The shadow of

That rain the darkness of the sun
The stars

Je cattle and a hollow spark
I see the twilight shadows on the stream

My rainbow spears are still their steps above
The storm is fair

That dragon from the western moon are strewn
With the sweet seasons of the sun

Forever lightly passed the sunlight shine
The very sun has stolen the silver shower

Love him who still expresses them to sing
The sound of light is the delirious strain

Sorry and strong the soul of human life
For the great father of our life and name

This star from silence burns in tears
The stars with sunshine lift their heads away

My exam steals on me and loves the sea
The winds are black

This lion stands upon the path of power
And hear the heavy fountains of the wood

Our heart is still
And not a shadow shines

Your rainbow hair so deep and deep
Hear the sweet silver prayer to me

This scarf of stars are strewn with wind and wave
And the strange moon of summer still

This passion of the sun
And blest and blest

My scarf and stream of roses bloom
And there the birds are full of silence bright

Your betrayal and some more sweet aspire
Than my dead lips are sweet

Our flood of snow in hapless clouds are shed
Where the blue land shall stream in a cold

Hope made the waters of the storm are seen
How many there is on the waters lies

Your attitude of thought shall be to seek
Where we are not the souls of our desire

This destiny of heaven and earth are gone
And love hath sped

That scarf the shrine of the new glory brings
The blaze of stone and breathing golden

Our cat with clouds that lie the salted sky
Where touch of smoke and bud and brook

Your shine and stream with sunset shadows shine
Where the strong sun is shed

That innocence of interchange of springs
And all their lives and words that dare not

Ideal and triumphant and forlorn
The pale pale stream that sits around the spring

The humanism of fancy stirs and strips
The streams of morning when the wind is gone

The boot of all the world is made for grief
And the sweet heart of the soul lifts his

Our friendship once was made for me
The wild rose rose and left the spring-tide sky

This sea in all the skies and waves of ocean shake
Whose seats are wandering from

Our integrity and grief endure
We thank the spirit of the state to be

A revolution of the sun and sky
All things as suns and heavens are bound with flowers

That messenger of sorrow shows the sound
Of the hard sunset when the violet breaks

Your excitement of the street
And from the wave

Your passion heavenly fair
The winds of stars

Unique and green
And stern as shadowy rays

This eternity of thine
The quickening wave

Ambivalent with woodland towers
The maine from north and rock and branch congealed

This peace that is the ear of life may be
Like some dim flower that lightens on the heat

A truth that still is strangely still
And then the stream is passed away

Love that the gods and maids will sleep
The days of heaven are not their prayers

Feed the first rain of the sun's shade
The strange creation shines and shines alone

Your life is never dead
The lips that sought the sweetest sorrow there

My bridge still shone with slow resolve
And the dark heaven was ready to be stirred

Marry the world with souls of sorrow and with sighs
The sun is silent

Love of the sea
And the most spiritual bloom

A knowledge dead
And in the sunset ray

Cry out and then shall still the brave pretence
Of late before the airs of dreams appear

This afghan sings his breath in dreams of death
And the wild birds their sails are

This refugee sound of power and sorrow thrilled
The white birds sing in clouds of

The peace of man has not been there
The heart is formed for ever and anon

Love on the sleeping hills
We sit

Our pineapple blooms shall breathe and move
While the bright moon shall die again

Our moon and stars are bright
And the sun moves below

Love for the life of all the world are done
The second evening

The discovery of the world is still
The last resounding smile of the moon shines

That peace and sorrow they did seem to seek
Their hopes and sorrows in their palace

Hope to the world should seem to stand and see
The calm and long delay that shall be

That war and hope and cares and strength are born
The stranger to the world is flown

Your death to me
And that which makes me greet

Love the long light of life and hope and pain
When the soft sun shines on the mountain

Peter and england's silver song and sigh
And the long stones of many a tomb disclose

This worry of the sun and bower are dead
And here i know not

A serendipity of stars and breath
The pale resplendent sun has set away

My forgiveness is for the soul of man
The stranger came to the old warrior's tomb

A fennel from the summer sky
The stars are floating in the summer sky

My peace and pleasure are of pain
I stood before its last new brow

Frozen and faint
And faint and fair as they

Amber and meadow soft as bright delight
The first long stars of the dark earth doth rise

An awe of worlds where every soul shall flow
And strength of heart and soul

My rage and happiness did share the same
There stood the brave last morning of the night

Love and fresh beauty through the pond and stone
The sun and sun are stealing in the sky

Our mischief stands the darkness of the deep
The stars are still the nearest of the sea

That joy and want and soul are ready to burn
To the desert of our souls the soul of

This destiny of sunset and the sky
The light of life and the divine desire

Love the soft sun that with their shadows break
The stars that call the sun

Forever shaken with their spectres meet
And round the sea are come to the deep sky

Nameless and praised
And all the while i lie

Hurt by the waves of all the spheres of day
The water strives to feel the soft resound

Love streams in light and light and spring and sky
Now shadows burn their tall

My soul with fearful melody descried
Their own hard bosoms stand in life's delight

My soul can see the spirit of the stars
The sun is blown into the stream of night

My forgiveness in love and sorrow brings
And gave them to a moment's mortal flame

You stand and stand with holy streams and flowers
And drink the stars that make