• I have felt
    The magic in the winds
    A cool breeze
    That belongs no one place
    Not blown from the lips
    Upon cold Winters face
    Nor to just caress
    The Lady Springs cheek
    Belong not to Master Summer
    When it blows to cool heat
    Never close to belonging
    To changing Autumn
    When the trees begin shuddering
    No
    Winds of serenity
    Belong to no one
    And nothing
    But come and go as they please
    And carry upon them
    Endless memories