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Soft wind to a wailing gail whips the clouds into the shape before them. A towering gothic cathedral fit for god himself to dwell... the funnelcloud a grand hall cumulonimbus swirled into flying buttresses of impossible size the altar music slow and soft into pounding thunder that shakes the foundations of its witness to the core
dropping his finger he shapes the land with utter destruction he carves the earth as he wills.
leaving the crying children
and the fallen husbands
to find their own way home...
WHAT IS THIS PERSON TRYING TO SAY?
As in my previous reply...
The first part is all about weather, how clouds are formed by the extremes soft wind on one side to a wailing gale (not gail) on the other...A cumulonimbus is a very tall cloud (towering gothic cathederal?) the music of the weather (have you ever been out in a storm and listened to it? Have you felt the effect of thunder on you? You feel it more than hear it...
The earth below us was carved by weather - storms, rain, lighning.
As for the children husbands finding their way home, who knows? I could guess, but that's all it would be...
You aint supposed to worry too much about what the poet is trying to say. It just sounds beautiful...read it to yourself..dig the rhythm of the words...the flow..it simply conjurs up pictures for you...it might mean one thing to one person and something else to another. Above all it's mysterious and I think you know you love it without getting hung up on what it means. Thanks for letting me read it.
well I agree but I think that-and may I remind you I'm not very good at this but it's about I guess the world ending?
