Poem#18

You think

restless I am like the wind:

I blow defying whatever stands by

ravaging the trees and the waves!

You fear I will escape your bondage of love!

You fear you will lose me in my pace!

But can you bind the wind ??

Can you stop its pace??

The falling leaves

the robin's melody

the smell of you
your earth
and everything in it

blows with me all along;

To be with the wind

blow with the wind!

My love

do not bind me

blow with me till the end!