Blowing wind, blowing wind, blowing wind,
Leaves are swept along its path…
Rows of trees, armies of trees bend and sway
Where are you, where are you, where are you?
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Nicely envisioned and well penned with insight. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
best georgian poet he wrote Eight volumes in his life and only one poem here? shame