The wind blows
Trees bend in its direction
While their leaves shake uncontrollably
We do not know from where it comes
Neither do we know where it goes
But we can feel it softness on our skins
As it makes its way past our ears
We hear music in the wind
Free gift of mother Nature
Inspiring us to realize
The best things of life
Are absolutely free!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem