I see the
wind, caressing your face
And
making your hair unruly
Without
any hesitation
Without
any inhibition
I see the wind
crossing through fully cropped fields,
The trees
and the little patch of green
I see the wind, yes I
see it
Wherever
it can be seen.
Beautiful rendition of your creative mind!!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! :)
ReplyDeleteThat's why.. creative :)
ReplyDeleteRare thought! If wind can speak why not see it !! Nature craving soul is a poetess here ..
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