THE WIND

The wind passing through the tree
As it has the heaven's key
I swing,You swing,the World swings
We all have the bird's wings
Reaching up to the sky till high
Looks like we are able to fly
Taking the whole world's glimpse
The stars in the space blinks
Dreaming of the sunshine at plants
You and me taking our own slaunts
The beauty of nature justifies
When;
the shades of sunshine assorted in those
butterflies
The cold breeze stirring my wavy hairs
Making it swaying in the air
Holding your hand tightly
Walking on the road quietly
When you and me are "ONE"
There's FEAR of NONE

~Minahil