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Words of Winds

A little meditation on autumn winds, where nature’s music turns into a metaphor for love, renewal, and the quiet breath of life. winds sing ...

Thursday, October 1, 2026

Words of Winds

A little meditation on autumn winds, where nature’s music turns into a metaphor for love, renewal, and the quiet breath of life.


winds sing

winds chime in parks

winds tickle withered leaves

winds scatter the seeds of our love

winds breathe


Linking with W3 Prompt #231: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Welfare unto all

Rab Rakha 

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1 comment:

  1. Khadija ShabbirOctober 1, 2026 at 12:36 PM

    There's such a gentle, meditative quality to this one, the wind moves from sound to touch to feeling so naturally. "Scatters the seeds of our love" is a lovely turn, and ending on "winds breathe" gives the whole piece a quiet, living pulse. Really soothing read.

    ReplyDelete

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.

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