Song to the Beat of Wings
O peace is a white bird,
And Beauty is a castled cloud,
And Love is a fierce fire that loves to be made kind;
And I have climbed the castled cloud,
And I have caged the fierce fire,
But the white bird, the white bird—her I cannot bind!
And Beauty is a castled cloud,
And Love is a fierce fire that loves to be made kind;
And I have climbed the castled cloud,
And I have caged the fierce fire,
But the white bird, the white bird—her I cannot bind!
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