Here you will find the Poem O White Wind, Numbing the World of poet Christopher John Brennan
O WHITE wind, numbing the world to a mask of suffering hate! and thy goblin pipes have skirl?d all night, at my broken gate. O heart, be hidden and kept in a half-light colour?d and warm, and call on thy dreams that have slept to charm thee from hate and harm. They are gone, for I might not keep; my sense is beaten and dinn?d; there is no peace but a grey sleep in the pause of the wind.