you...
who stood there firm with the mountain breeze
whose chantings echoed through the valleys,

you came down as the summer ended
down the heights, down the slopes
blessing the lands with a melody,

gentle breezes that ran through the streets
gently touching every soul
pure heart that cured all

cross the streets, near the shore
who came from farlands
stood was a stranger, seeking the cure

whose prayers could be heard with eyes closed

#micky
#review
#poetry

you...
who stood there firm with the mountain breeze
whose chantings echoed through the valleys,

you came down as the summer ended
down the heights, down the slopes
blessing the lands with a melody,

gentle breezes that ran through the streets
gently touching every soul
pure heart that cured all

cross the streets, near the shore
who came from farlands
stood was a stranger, seeking the cure

whose prayers could be heard with eyes closed

#micky
#review
#poetry