Treasure Island

V P Mahur

(Apr 16,1964 / Siyana (UP) , Bulandshahr, India)

Where The Wind Is


Where, where the wind is
In the trees or in the flowers
In the plains or in the fields
In the rains or in the showers

In the morning or in the evening
Everybody feels when it blows
But none can catch or can tame
And none can see where it goes

In the day or in the dark night
It steals through with a move
It is dwelling in the dry deserts
It is residing in the green grove

In the storms and in the calms
It shows forms sweet and bitter
There is no place it cannot go
It is invisibly lives everywhere

Submitted: Saturday, March 15, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2014

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Composed on March 15,2014.

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