the door opened on it's own
'who is it' asked the mom from the kitchen
'it is the wind mom' said the child to the mom
not waiting for a permission
the wind would come in
pushing the door open
who could stop it
'am not a guest' it would say
The wind is....
GOD'S BREATH
mine too
the wind is a god's breath.it expresses the elemental value of the wind..naizz
A common subject on a different notion with a good title..well said SL...congrats
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well mentioned the wind as God's breath.. nice piece.