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Jun 2013
I come from everywhere and nowhere;
I glide from up high and swoop down low.
Here I hum and there I blow,
For,I am here and I am there.

I am the Wind,I am the Wind.


I skim over the lush green grass,
And up the lofty mountains I leap.
Across the vast expanses I sweep,
At a pace hard to surpass.

I am the Wind,the Spry Wind..


I brush lightly against the maiden's cheek,
And carry her fragrance to her knight.
I whisper sweetly in the night,
And lull you into the dreams you seek.

I am the Wind,the Gentle Wind...


My cold heart makes you shiver;
I bite and I gnash,
I howl and roar and thrash,
And every heart shall quiver.

I am the Wind,the Cruel Wind....


I rush along the Ocean,riding the wave.
I toss the great clouds across the Blue.
Many a majestic Peak I slew,
With my Wings of Steel;my own path I pave.

I am the Wind,the Mighty Wind.....


I am the Wind,I am the Wind.
Silent I may be,but no death shall draw nigh,
For,Forever Am I!!!
I am the Wind,I am the Wind...
Pauvel Jétha
Written by
Pauvel Jétha  M/India
(M/India)   
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