Oh mighty magic wind! Tender twigs gently dance And green boughs nod, Showing your impalpable presence. Aroma of jasmine and rose You fetch from gardens Evoke my tiny nerves To fly, to sing, to dream With the dancing white angels.
A dry little seed, I see, Floats on you free, Carrying life within May in future be A huge banyan or herb And one day will dance Again in your presence.
Like a shepherd, You chase the clouds To wet the wide lands. Oh! you enter into The bellows of harmoniums And flow as sweet music. You rub some throats And become divine songs.
Oh mighty magic wind! But I can tie you down At my wish and will: I breathe you in and out. But at last when you win, You go out, I am all out.
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