The balmy breeze blows
but when you look it won't show.
It will divert your attention
just long enough for it to mention.
The soft playing wind
It brings an influx of leaves
and makes you feel at ease.
The wind is an intricate thing.
Have you ever heard it sing?
The soft playing wind
Unseemly? I think never.
The wind is sporadic, yes, but goes on forever.
At times it feels fragile,
but that's not the case, it's strong and agile.
The soft playing wind
The wind is not alloted to anyone place.
Have you ever wanted to query it as it blew in your face?
It can be tumult at times and humdrum at others.
It wasn't taught any better it has no mother.
The soft playing wind.
Yes, the soft and playing wind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like this one VERY much. and it is better-written than the other one. i WOULD use any one, not anyone here. anyone is good for Is anyone home? :) i especially enjoyed: At times it feels fragile, but that's not the case, it's strong and agile. and The wind is not alloted to anyone place. Have you ever wanted to query it as it blew in your face? It can be tumult at times and humdrum at others. It wasn't taught any better it has no mother. and i like the repeating phrase/title: The soft playing wind and how you played with it at the ending. very nice. i'll send this to MyPoemList. bri :)