Wind carries fallen petals,
Spreads a gentle chime,
Awaiting the time to settle,
In the rhythm of life and time.
The clock ticks, the heart beats,
As we wait for what’s to come,
The wind whispers secrets sweet,
Of the journey that’s begun.
Silent moments, restless thoughts,
As we wait for fate to unfold,
The wind carries what was wrought,
And brings stories yet untold.
Patience is key, as time goes by,
And we await the arrival of destiny,
The wind sings a lullaby,
Of hope and possibility.
© VishalDutia
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