‘Sometimes just stop by’

I told the wind

and he smiled

‘if I come too often

you might not want me anymore’

he murmured.

I countered

eager to please

afraid of losing

what came after much waiting

‘when you come

you bring hope

breeze from everywhere

fragrances of trees you touched

stories of lands you passed by

the screams from seas you roared

the dreams of maidens you caressed

passions of princes yearning for love

people kneeling in hope and prayer for more

of children who are protected in innocence

of old age scents mushy in love

young men singing songs to the beloved

young women dancing to the tunes of the heart strings.

Through you I see, feel the pulse

of a world that turned cold to me

of the sky that stopped smiling

the clouds with stilled sails

of a heart burning in rebuke,regret and retrospect

come, therefore, often, stretch your limbs at my gate

step in for some light banter and then choose to fly away.