The wind is blind. The earth sees sun and moon; the height Is watch-tower to the dawn; the plain Shines to the summer; visible light Is scattered in the drops of rain. The wind is blind. The flashing billows are aware; With open eyes the cities see; Light leaves the ether, everywhere Known to the homing bird and bee. The wind is blind, Is blind alone. How has he hurled His ignorant lash, his aimless dart, His eyeless rush, upon the world, Unseeing, to break his unknown heart! The wind is blind, And the sail traps him, and the mill Captures him; and he cannot save His swiftness and his desperate will From those blind uses of the slave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EGERTON MANUSCRIPT: 104. JOPAS'S SONG by THOMAS WYATT WAR IS KIND: 23 by STEPHEN CRANE PENMAEN POOL by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE FIRST DAY: PAUL REVERE'S RIDE [APRIL 1775] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW CRY WOE, WOE, AND LET THE GOOD PREVAIL, FR. AGAMEMNON by AESCHYLUS |