'The Blustery Winter Wind'
'The BLUSTERY WINTER WIND'
The blustery winter wind blows,
It howls and whips around my windows,
And drapes me with its sacred shadowy hues.
The dead fallen leave dances along the ground,
Whilst a flock of seagulls fly abruptly at the shore with their angelic wings.
Blustery wind blows across the hills and across the sea relentlessly,
The dark clouds swirl in the sky and rumble deeply,
Mystic echoes of thunder trap inside my head until it rains.
Sanzeda S K