Oh Passing Breeze...

Oh' Passing breeze..

While kissing my cheeks.. 

What are you whispering? 

Whose messenger are you?

Stop teasing me and decode all 

that you contain within, 

be generous and ready to share..

let me savour your murmurs..

Oh' Passing breeze..

Your satin touch is tempting to the core,

The luxurious bath you offers often dilutes 

weariness from my being, and refreshes me 

with your natural vigour and vitality

At times you suck all negativity, I carry,

and allow me to emerge with a new aura, 

that's tantalizing to my utter disbelief..!

Oh' Passing breeze..

I ponder, without you 

how dry and lifeless 

this world would be 

When you carry clouds on your wings, 

and dance with leaves and grass tips

and flirt with flowers and its fragrance

You enjoy everything with same enthusiasm.

Despite your greatness 

you know no difference.. 

As you understands and follows 

the language of universe so loyally. 

Perhaps that's why you are called 

the very Prana that nourishes 

all being alike with up most sincerity!

© Maaya Dev