IF THE WIND
If the wind wants your hat
What can you say?
The wind is a bird of hundred wings.
He knows your smile and your hair.
Wherever you go, he goes,
your houses, your table, your bed.
Today the wind is kind to you.
No gust in your hair.
No gust on your face.
He embraces you too.
Yesterday when you asked him,
"Wind, where did you come from?"
He did not know.
Sometimes when we walk on the sand,
you say: The wind comes from the sea
from the stars and trees.
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