I am from the wind.
Blown from here to there,
I am who knows where?
I gladly welcome the path I'm on,
And it's every bend,
From end to end.
I'll always be from the wind,
No matter where it takes me,
Or who I meet along the way.
I gladly welcome new faces I see,
As something in every person reminds me of me.
Honestly, now I see.
The wind is my home,
No matter where I roam,
It will always be there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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