The Wind

Far away travelling

country by country

city by city

up and down swelling

By the fiery fury

of a storm

or by the gentletenderness

of a breeze,

- like a tear -

You the wind

Fly reaching theunknown

keeps away from us,

humans,

the bad air

let us breath

Fastly or softly

unpredictable and uncatchable

Are you a rebel?

Or simply we can't undestand

how so simply

and reasonable are your movements

As the obvious liesin our hands...

We are to busy

to close them to bring you,

like a treasure

don't undestanding

the only way to have you

is to open them and start to fly...

[Vick Diamonds]