Gentle Blow Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is gentle touch
That makes me to think as such
Where from it blows
And allows

Mind gets freshness
With smile on face
As if nature has pleased
And its energy is released

We shall feel
But not see it still
It shows presence
With invisible stance

Boats can capsize
Trees can be cut to size
Hoses can be destroyed
If wind god is annoyed

Let us pray
To find wind in natural way
With gentle blow
To make our pace slow