Pārām

She closed her eyes
she could here the music
from a distance

Breeze,
sitting on the bench
Breeze,
she thought, who made it
where did it come from?
What brought it there?
where would it go?
what would it do?

Breeze,
that could turn into
a wind,
into a storm,
raise dust
where it flew

Breeze,
that danced like it knew that
that distant song she could hear
the Breeze
that made things dance gently
on its infinite
unpredictable path

Did the breeze
have a voice she thought
or was it just the music
rhythm and rhyme

Did it see the colours
it washed in its path
like she could
Did it know the calm,
the smiles it brought
to many a heart
in pain,
to many tormented
on an otherwise harsh day,
to those
who need that breath
of fresh air.

Pārām: Breeze,Wind, Hope, Wish,Dream and so much more.