Zephyr
The soft, gentle breeze
Blows from the west
In easterly direction
In spring, early summer
And all seasons
Mingled with
The fragrance of
Your sublime love
And everlasting memories...
A continuous source
Of solace and inspiration
To muster
Courage and strength,
Enough for me
To cope up with stress
Odds and vagaries
Of life
In all seasons.
