Gust of Wind
(Prof. R.P. Garg)
For its destination unknown
The willful gust of wind
A gipsy of the continents
Tramping over the oceans
And tropics and poles
Eternal wanderer.
It roared in the hills and deserts deep
When there was no man nor a living thing
And it will throb the hills
and pulsate the oceans
When life after its brief sojourn
Is seen no more on the earth.
The earth which spins and whirls
Is not a clod of clay
for it breathes its gusts of wind
That tramp over the oceans
And tropics and poles.
R.P. Garg
5 4 / 8, Mansarovar, Jaipur- 302020, Rajasthan (India)
Mob. 9414646696
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