The Wind

The wind sings

It whistles and rings

Sometimes speeding

Other times breezing

First cool and frigid

Now hot and humid

Carrying secrets of here

To the ears of there

Blows up nightly storms

And greets a calm morn

On it hurries without care

For moods and melodies to share

It travels as it sings

It whistles and rings.

-Yogya

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