Vaayu - The Wind . . .

Shifting paradigms, like clouds in summer skies.
Ye shall blow away the dusts from peoples’ minds.
Create ripples through the crop of human imagination
Or music, if you chance through the wilderness Pines!

You may ruffle feathers; or delicately flow
Any which way you choose; you go!
Raise spirits with grace (As you do mighty Eagles)
Or tenderly brace – to slow-dance flakes of gentle snow.
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Ye shall wreak your ceaseless havoc;
On all that is weak & putrid in our midst.
Rekindle the fading sparks of hopes to flames,
In a breath with a kiss of your breezy magic!

But above all else you shall forever be,
Free of will, to do your own thing.
And never let tame that raging wild streak –
That makes you ‘Vaayu’ – exciting as the wind!