No one knows where it comes from
It blows to wherever it wishes
No one knows where it's going to
To a thousand generation it has spoken
To the lazy it says " work hard"
To the weak it says " be strong"
To the sick it says " be healed"
Every Wind carries a message
Its waves goes beyond seas and oceans.
Sometimes its lips are full of thorns
Don't kiss it for it hurts
Our beloved ones are gone for it speaks
Morning till evening it ceases not
Today we don't know what it will speak
Everyday its mouth is full
Trees sways to and fro when it raises its arm
Rocks are reduced into dust when it roars
Clouds are swept and cleared from the sky
Everything goes with its flow when it leads
Today when it speak be strong
Don't die with its depression speak like it does
For it's not afraid with its message
Show love today for you will win
For we all sail with our message like the wind.
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Thank you sir
'To 'a' thousand generation's' it has spoken'
how very true, its language unchanged
yet our ears
now devoid of hope, no longer heed...
I read and learn wise Poet, thank you!
Thank you sir😊
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