This world holds someone I love
Blown by the wind
This world holds someone I love
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
This world holds someone I love
Who works a grinding stone
Upon a rolling hilltop
Blown by the wind
Upon a rolling hilltop
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
Upon a rolling hilltop
A windmill stands alone
Love grinds the wheat and barley
Blown by the wind
Love grinds the wheat and barley
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
Love grinds the wheat and barley
Until the day is done
The moon will rise at twilight
Blown by the wind
The moon will rise at twilight
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
The moon will rise at twilight
And two will sing as one
The grinding stone is broken
Blown by the wind
The grinding stone is broken
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
The grinding stone is broken
So, tears fall from the moon
This world holds someone I love
Blown by the wind
This world holds someone I love
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
This world holds someone I love
Yet, silence is the tune
Blown by the wind
This world holds someone I love
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
This world holds someone I love
Who works a grinding stone
Upon a rolling hilltop
Blown by the wind
Upon a rolling hilltop
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
Upon a rolling hilltop
A windmill stands alone
Love grinds the wheat and barley
Blown by the wind
Love grinds the wheat and barley
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
Love grinds the wheat and barley
Until the day is done
The moon will rise at twilight
Blown by the wind
The moon will rise at twilight
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
The moon will rise at twilight
And two will sing as one
The grinding stone is broken
Blown by the wind
The grinding stone is broken
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
The grinding stone is broken
So, tears fall from the moon
This world holds someone I love
Blown by the wind
This world holds someone I love
Blown by the Wind
So gently blow across the plain
And turn the stone to grind the grain
This world holds someone I love
Yet, silence is the tune
Author notes
Adapted from "Il est quelqu'un sur terre". As arranged by Benjamin Britten, for my money it is the most beautiful song ever written. It cannot be translated and still fit the music. So, I have stolen the image and written a new poem loosely based upon the original French folk song.
In a list
A contest entry
- Windmill - Rhyme Only by passim.
1200 points, ended October 8, 2007, 5 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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A slow soothing piece nicely written. Thank you for entering.


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This is lovely, the smoothness of the flow and the image is beautiful and complementary. The repeating lines added an additional prospective.
Love,
Amera♥


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I just love this , its calming to read and has an elegant flow to it , nicley done , Storm


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That is a beautiful song, the repetitions are so gentle and sad. Separation and loss are timeless subjects, and though windmills are rarely used anymore, it is an eternal image of work for life.
Beaut, best of luck.


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This is beautiful. Sensuality flows from this piece and the rhythm is wonderful. I wish you the best of luck in the contest.
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i am speechless...
i knew when i chose this contest for you that you would do well, but this is amazing. You are brilliant fire, Poet...absolutely brilliant.
L

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It's lovely and has a certain grace about it, here's to it's success in the contest
lol


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