The air smells of nature
And I breathe in freshness, grace, and godliness
The breezes kiss me
And I know you are near
Where did the gentle breeze go?
The one that led my way
When did it become a monsoon
Which I could not stand up to?
A hurricane of epic proportions
Which I could not stand up to
And you an enigmatic mystery...
Will all things be explained?
Will love make sense someday?
I feel peace coming
The breezes are gentle once again
But like Dorothy, I am no longer in Kansas...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem written with simplicity and emotive language that draws you in and leaves you begging for more. An instant Fan :)