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Yonder lies my love...
Away from where
The west wind blows...
Away from where
The fern tree grows...
Yet my heart
Will always know...
The pleasures of
Her loving soul...
A west wind is a wind that blows from the west, in an eastward direction. In Western tradition, it has usually been considered the mildest and most favorable of the directional winds.
In Greek mythology, Zephyrus was the personification of the west wind and the bringer of light spring and early summer breezes; his Roman equivalent was Favonius. In the myth of Cupid and Psyche, Zephyrus was the attendant of Cupid, who brought Psyche to his master's palace.
Geoffrey Chaucer wrote of the "swete breth" of Zephyrus, and a soft, gentle breeze may be referred to as a zephyr, as in Shakespeare's Cymbeline (IV, ii): "They are as gentle / As zephyrs blowing below the violet, / Not wagging his sweet head."
In his novel Fifth Business, renowned Canadian author Robertson Davies makes reference to "the zephyr of May" when describing the warm breeze that comes off the lake.
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Ferns in folklore and legends about mythical flowers or seeds.
In Slavic folklore, ferns are believed to bloom once a year, during the Ivan Kupala night. Although alleged to be exceedingly difficult to find, anyone who sees a "fern flower" is thought to be guaranteed to be happy and rich for the rest of their life. Similarly, Finnish tradition holds that one who finds the "seed" of a fern in bloom on Midsummer night will, by possession of it, be guided and be able to travel invisibly to the locations where eternally blazing Will o' the wisps called aarnivalkea mark the spot of hidden treasure. These spots are protected by a spell that prevents anyone but the fern-seed holder from ever knowing their locations.
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Saying goodbye to my wife and companion of 18 years and entering a new stage in my life...
In the end she lost her west wind/gentleness/love... though I longed to help her find it
In the end she was not mine nor was the treasure she held... though I longed to enjoy it for a lifetime
We were married May 8th 1999 and our marriage was survived by 3 beautiful children... the pleasures/fruits of her soul who I will raise and cherish always
Goodbye dear one and GOD speed :)
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Callyope
over 7 yearsOnce again, beautifully and romatically versed with the voice of a true and weathered poet... I send my condolances and hope that any and all wounds are mended with haste...I'm compelled to tell you how much I admire you for having the courage to share this piece, first of all. Secondly, I adore the way you celebrate your union to your soon-to-be ex-wife despite the ugliness of the situation and the amount of emotional torture you must be going through right now... I can't imagine how hard this must be and my heart goes out to you and yours! Way to show the rest of the world what a true gentleman REALLY is, Cory! We could use a lot more like you!!!And for what it's worth, often times when something good is removed or misplaced from our lives... it's only to make way for much greater things... As cheesy as it may sound, there's sadly more truth to that statement than the majority of the population has ever even been exposed to... Keep your head up!! If you need someone to talk to, you know my email addy so don't hesitate to use it, k!
'stiltskin
over 7 yearsThis is a gem of a poem. Sometimes extended writing can be hard to relate to but this is superbly concise with a wonderfully timeless classic feel to it. You sound like you are doing ok....stay true to yourself and don't succumb to any dark thoughts....new pastures and adventures await...:)good luck Cory
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Nic Hession
about 1 yearThe definition of short & sweet. Such love, with such little words. <3