O Wind, If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;
If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee;
A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share
The impulse of thy strength, only less free
Than thou,
O Uncontrollable!
Oh! lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!
I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! (Shelley) more about me...
Arun Chullikkal 