Goddess of Wind

She is the mother,
Her anger gives you grief.
But she loves her children,
Her care gives you relief.


She is the ruler,
Raging over the sea.
Even the lofty mountains couldn't-
Stop her from running free.


She is the best companion for your child,
The balloons and kites one can see flying.
She is the main reason why,
Mankind took birth and is living.


She moves like a lady,
She moves like a Queen.
She dances around like the happiest damsel,
One has ever seen.


She is the breeze,
She is the gale.
She can spin about...
A wonderful fairy-tale.

But she is beautiful,

With pale valor.

Her hair flies all around,

With the soft magical words she murmurs.

The goddess of wind is friend of all.
She has shunned her vanity. 
She reaches out to those,
Who are in dire need of her touch.


But then the goddess of wind is blind,
She rushes of to any direction,
Leaving all behind.
She moves hither and yonder..
Like a soulless young girl,
In search of her long lost lover.