Ode to the West Wind

On whose stream, mid the steep sky's commotion
Loose clouds, like earth's decaying leaves are shed
Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean

Angels rain and of lightning: There are spread
On the bluest of surface of thine aëry surge
Oh, hear the black rain, and fire and hail will burst

Panting like the waves, the flowers
I'll be trembling at your powers

Lift me like a wave, a leaf, a cloud
I fall upon the thorns of life, I bleed
A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed
Someone much like you

Wild west wind breath of Autumns being
Oh, from whose unseen presence, the leaves are dead
Fleeing like ghosts from an enchanter, black and red
Yellow and pale onto their dark and wintry bed

Lift me like a wave, a leaf, a cloud
I fall upon the thorns of life, I bleed
A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed
Uncontrollable

Drive my words over the universe
Scatter from an unextinguished hearth
Like ashes and like sparks
Spirit and thoughts
Uncontrollable
Uncontrollable

O, Wind, if Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
O, Wind, If Winter, when the blizzard comes, can Spring be far behind?

Winged seeds where they lie, cold and low
Like a corpse in its grave until spring will blow
Her clarion over the dreaming earth below

Lift me like a wave, a leaf, a cloud
I fall upon the thorns of life, I bleed
A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed
Someone much like you

Drive my words over the universe
Scatter from an unextinguished hearth
Like ashes and like sparks
Spirit and thoughts
Uncontrollable
Uncontrollable