Silently the heart whispers into the depths of time,
No wonder you aren’t the only lover of the gentle wind,
The tender emotive feelings stirred will never be answered in this birth,
For the cool breeze of spring comes travelling from different hemispheres,
Along the way it encounters enchanting charming colourful flowers…
Delightfully it caresses the ones ,lying in its way of procession,
Lost and bewildered it becomes bemused , perplexed by the enthralling views,
Faraway my heart speaks ,don’t wait for the golden breeze,
Close the eyes to the wind , overlook and pay no heed,
Sparkle with verve and the zeal, go back to your own world of dreams,
For the wait shall bring nothing along,besides the delay in lingering on,
If you are the flower for the wind,it will stop and bend without saying,
Kiss you with its soothing touch and drop to fill you with its essence lifelong….
soumyav 