omniscent winds
knowing nothing, telling all
bringing the jasmine
at my call
rustling the leaves
in the Fall
carressing my cheeks
I bear it all
as the Heaven's open
cool tears pour down
soothing my skin
soaking the ground
I close my eyes
to hear the sound
the wind has died
but peace is found
beautiful...
I like your poem. The cadence is quick paced and well defined. This poem seems to bring peace and harmony to you. Good luck on your endevors. Well written.
is there a presence behind this poem? is there a meaning? Great flow! great poem