The gentle breeze blows quiet,
Spreading the fragrance the flower swings
Cuckoos coo with the morning light,
Quietly blows the breeze so kind.
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Time is running out of hand, Spread out and give away Whatever is in your means.... how true...a nice poem with the wind playing the lead!
What the wind whispers is so true..... “Don’t be idle and sit so tight Time is running out of hand, Spread out and give away Whatever is in your means. Let us do something that can show up a positive result... I feel a mild breeze wafting past me! !
Very nice. The breeze, urging us to do our part in bringing peace and delight wherever we can.
A gentle breeze bringing insight into our lives and giving us solace - giving us chances to do whatever we can in life. Encouraging us to take the risk however we can to spread peace and delight while alive.