I AM WIND:

I am wind blowing,

I am gale howling,

I am breeze whispering,

I am draught whistling,

 

I move the dhow upon waves of seas,

I wave adieu to golden leaves of trees,

I grip crisp bones of the aged & frail,

I curl around the moon of winter pale,

I kiss white tress, upon soft fragile nape,

I play with shivering skin, in jest & jape,

I lift up skirts & tickle young long legs,

I laugh when everybody stoops & begs,

I raise dry chaff, dust & dunes of sands,

I move without legs across ancient lands,

I´m wind, gale, breeze, draught whistling,

I´m madness, blowing & ever whispering,

I am wind, bringing to earth all surprises,

I come in different forms & many guises.