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When west winds rail

and water wraiths wail

And the moon hid above

turns sickly pale

We can be quite sure

Though skies be azure

That ere too long

All Things must Fail

Can be no Reprise

Old comforts and ease

Nor a spot of sanctuary

On either hill or dale

It was Us against Nature

odds were never bright

and we all surely knew

Dame Nature would prevail

Time to smell the tulips

Time to breathe the air

This one Last Time

afore the end of our Tale

For when west winds rail

And water wraiths wail

The Ship of Life lies stranded

no wind in her sail

So, hurry, smell the tulips

rush out , breathe sweet air

The Curse is come upon us –

We’ve gone beyond the pale

[© R.Kanth 2022]

Professor Rajani Kanth, is Author of Coda, A Day in the Life, and Expiations

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