Wind, Flower, Human

Wind, Flower, Human

Like the daytime blue sky,  

A human carries new hopes.  

In the form of a river flowing in the wind,  

The mind stretches, flows, and hides.  

Flowers bloom and their eyes will smile,  

Yet at the shore of time, they will turn away.  

When rain falls and the soil turns dark,  

Shadows of thoughts count the losses.  

Love will be like moonlight,  

Not constant, giving space to change.  

First it will sing songs, then it will fade,  

Emotions flowing through the heart’s streams.  

Wind and butterflies offer their service,  

Not anomalies of nature — but its law.  

Yet the one who does not see nor learn,  

Is the human covered in the veil of selfishness.  

Open the door, and the wind will fly away,  

Yet the treetops will remain standing.  

In gentle rain or in deep smiles,  

Character becomes the reflection of nature.  

New dawns will grow in the heart,  

Old moments will rest in memory.  

Life is like the visual path of flowers,  

What we experience and what we let go,  

But only love remains eternal.

GR kaviyoor 

23 12 2025

(Canada, Toronto)