Classic Poem

If a wind blew up the street,
Wind that was never known,
Wind to annihilate feet,
To break and crumble stone;

And after the wind the sea
Came unendingly in,
And all of earth would be
As it had never been;

The intellect that is
Bone-frail would then be spent,
Not sharpened and tinged by this
Incomparable incident.