How would you describe yourself to someone who can’t see you?

 

Like a whimsical wind,

Flowing from the mountains,

Down to the  jungle of green,

Whispering to the souls ,

Freeing them of the earthly burden,

I am who you imagine,

Free from every attachment,

But loves to roam

Where your heart,

Finds your soul…..

And your tears,

Find your loving emotions….

I am who you love to imagine….

© Piyush Singh 2025