WIND

I want to be the crazy wind that flies around,

Caressing the grass on the ground,

Touch the mountains mighty,

Create ripples in water, sway the trees slightly,

Kiss your smooth skin fair,

Ruffle your dark luxuriant hair,

Brushing against the nape of your neck,

Carrying life giving oxygen to the wrecks,

Be the cool breeze touching all lives,

Giving them meaningful reasons to survive,

Though I may sound a wee bit  strange,

I also want to be the "wind of change".

©Madhumita