A Wind Blow

By a wind blow, all trees wind Gigantic and dwarf, turning to wind With greens of kinds, falling to find As the wind blow, cry whistling behind By a wind blow, the threes blow Some turning around, touching the ground As the masters draw, sing the song more By a wind blow, sleeping trees sound By a wind blow, the stagnant grow With their dust shaking, approach the deeps Growing pregnant waters, lending the sow By a wind blow, tighten the ripped lips As the wind blow, and the call of nature Stands no more, the strongest wrestler When calling major,downrights throw stature Staggering to armour, against the Whistler By a wind blow, all trees wind Gigantic and dwarf, turning to wind With greens of kinds, falling to find As the wind blow, cry whistling behind By a wind blow, the threes blow Some turning around, touching the ground As the masters draw, sing the song more By a wind blow, sleeping trees sound By a wind blow, the stagnant grow With their dust shaking, approach the deeps Growing pregnant waters, lending the sow By a wind blow, tighten the ripped lips As the wind blow, and the call of nature Stands no more, the strongest wrestler When calling major,downrights throw stature Staggering to armour, against the Whistler