The Wind

Have you ever seen the Wind
In its multi-coloured shades ?
Howling , whisp'ring, skin-caressing,
Moving sand and splashing waves.

In the early hush of spring-time
Breezes waft perfumes so sweet,
Then send the golden leaves a-dancing
Beneath the trees at autumn's feet.

Cold and fierce the storms of winter;
Only our Creator knows
How earth endureth, ever bearing
Beneath the cold, cold drifting snows

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