:> “There's ^n eerie quiet On the southern levees With ^ h^lcyon sky ^nd Atmosphere gone he^vy Bec^use there's ^ wind ^rising with the ire of Venus Tugging ^t the surf^ce of the se^s between us And it's c^t^lyzing with ^ bre^th of c^lef^ction A thunderous disturb^nce, ^nd for every ^ction, ^ re^ction And the rush will t^ke you ^w^y Like you're c^ught in the undertow And you will drown in the w^ke Of the things you lost to the winds of Notos.” Tonight’s poetry snippet theme w^s winds, requested by @hiem^lSpectrolite. Technic^lly, this is ^ song c^lled Notos, but who s^ys ^ song c^n’t ^lso be poetry? I think it’s very mel^ncholy ^nd be^utiful, spe^king to how the rush of life ^nd the winds th^t c^rry us b^ck ^nd forth do not forget the consequences of ^ll we do. <:
a very lovely piece, ththank you