Dancing Like The Wind

The wind comes and goes,
Over there and here. 
It dances in the air. 
The streets, and the open space. 
Everything's a dance floor. 
Coming close to you and whisper.
The words, and sounds of happiness. 
As it smiles and laughs, 
In the enjoyment of time,
Wouldn't it be wonderful? If we,
Laughed, danced, and enjoyed life.
Like the wind?
Dancing in the open,
Regardless who hears,
See it Lambada with the leafs, 
Or feel it, as it slightly dances pass you.

\Ruptes

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