The wind blows on my face, as if I feel it blows on my mind
It really touched my mind as if I feel like it touched my life
The persona of the wind is the same regardless of continents
Sirocco, monsoon, or Chinook, winds have similar character
They have alike effect on the lives of the respective locale
All of them used to blow on the faces of those local poets
I guess all other winds used to touch the minds of the locale
As if they touch the lives here; like the monsoon touched me
The monsoon touched my mind and transformed my life
I feel the presence of someone in the other end of the ocean
Who is enjoying the wind as I do here on this shore….
I want to tell her that, friend… I also am enjoying
Enjoying like you in this shore which is just opposite to you
With same feeling of passion and delectation
So, join me to thank the wind…..Let’s do it together
Hey wind, you made us realize the life around the globe
The human feelings and emotions are same across it
Hey wind, our friend, Thanks… Thanks a lot for it..
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