Riddle Of Wind Blowing Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Riddle Of Wind Blowing

Riddle in the air
Riddle of wind blowing
Blowing, blowing small

Which side most beautiful?
Which side of Beauty shrine?
Which side the suffering?

And there be a riddle in me too
Think, think; where beauty be
All be; thus I decided:
I am on all sides, Riddle.

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