The wind starts at the direction he likes
and goes to the direction where it wants
We don't know where it start or go
We cannot see the wind
but we can feel it
When leaves, flowers, trees move
We can know the wind is moving
The wind is around us
It goes anywhere anytime
but we can feel it When leaves, flowers, trees move We can know the wind is moving....tjhis idea is in the bible. my dear poet...... you have grasped and meditated on the way of the wind by simple reflection...... very nice my dear young poet..... go on writiing. do not stop. thank you dear poet. tony
Lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely brought forth with insight. Thanks for sharing Beryl.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is inspiring to me... so much content to your subject, pleases the senses. jan with helpful to hindsight