Spirit
Of the winds
Soul
Of the springs
Strife
Of the reeds
To love
I still heed
Soft tendril
Of sweet pea
Like new fronds
Of the trees
My world
Is still shaken
By mere
Spring breeze
As summer
Brings
Monsoon rains
Those hard times
Broke
All my chains
Chimerical
I live
Unrestrained
Nalini
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