The Breeze
It can only be graceful,
it wil never be disgraceful.
It slightly touches the ground
as it moves around,
it blows over the earth;
over seas where it makes no berth,
over mountain tops
and yet, it does not...
it wil never be disgraceful.
It slightly touches the ground
as it moves around,
it blows over the earth;
over seas where it makes no berth,
over mountain tops
and yet, it does not...