Wind in me regains its directions br and fragrance from a green valley br down the hills and streams br Near infinite seashore, it dances br and sings with the golden light br of a new born dawn of present br moments and traces of past br sorrows drown in the solitude br of one benign ocean br A tiny star steals a dab of sunlight br when sun hides after shouldering br the hardships and burdens br of a dutiful day...