The Coming of the Wind

Where the fierce wind comes,

When the delicate wind goes,

The wind is coming,

And everyone knows.

Some fear the wind,

Unleashing its wrath,

Churning and spinning,

Destroying anything in its path.

Others admire the wind with awe,

For it brings cool air and deflects summer’s heat,

Spreading joy and glee,

The wind is free, making summer retreat.

Where the fragile wind comes,

When the wild wind goes,

The wind is coming,

And the wind flows.