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
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