The Flow of the Wind
The wind came and hit my window
A storm was coming which I knew from that blow
But just sitting in the house
Will not help me to get through it
And after the storm
Happiness will be born
I need to be the trees
The trees which are still standing tall
Even after the whole storm
Went through the tough time
And now has more powerful roots
Wind still going in the flow
But I need to be the bird
The bird which goes the opposite direction
Facing all the hardships
And making its wings stronger
Soaring higher and higher each time she takes a flight
And now I need to open my window
Let all the sunshine enter in
And start again
Be stronger for the next storm
And not let the storm hit me again
Need to close the window just when I feel the wind
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