Spring Breeze Fall Huricane

Spring is here in all its majesty It’s time for your flowers to blossom if you’re cherry tree The whites, reds, pinks on cherry violet on elder person can see Each has its own unique beauty Wind gently murmurs in boughs caressing the soul But wind can grow beyond all control In the time of fall wind takes a toll As in human life’s fall philosophy can bring pain to the soul The wind is wonder and fury as tall poplar it shakes The very demon of meaninglessness it awakes Yet it refreshes the man as new breath he takes It pushes the man to look harder for that for which his soul aches It might be love man once lost And whishes her back at any cost But what I wish most Not to fear wind and feel it’s better to love and lost To feel the hurricane from inside the cave To understand the way it can behave That philosophy is just one step and seeds wind can spread as it will rave That my destiny is beyond all uncertainties and questions answers for wind in my soul craves