Of the clouds and waves I am master,
Of the angry and sorrowing skies.
My command – and the winds go faster;
I forbid – and the sun wouldn't rise.
All the devils and demons of nature
Will not shake my immaculate poise,
Yet I tremble and shake if I venture
To behold of a feminine voice.
When I look at a maiden in tears, -
On her face for a smile I wish,
Then the treacherous demon of fear
Turns my throat as mute as a fish.
An invisible, merciless goblin
Makes me faint, makes me flee to the seas,
Sends me running for shelter and wobbling
With a child's implacable "please!"
I am Merlin, the Master of Fire,
I am Merlin – the fearless, the sage.
Oh, my Heavens! – I only aspire
To be braver, somehow, some age…
circa Dec '02
A wizard s confession
© Copyright: Маленький Принц, 2004
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