Gentle Breeze

A gentle breeze, may you flow over all the beings

in life as well as in the moment of passing.

Gentle breeze, may you have no name, may you have no sign;

but yet you may do what you have been doing

since the time of eternity.

May you heal , may you seal the sorrows which never cease.

Gentle breeze may you speak and lead by the scent

invisible to all the living beings,

yet reminiscent of what they have seen and felt,

thought and lived in the moments of their personal bliss.

Gentle breeze may you breathe as long as we all breathe;

leave no being alone, leave no soul behind.

Gentle breeze, never cease to speak

when despair closes the space around

and folds in its embrace the fire within.

Gentle breeze I know in my littleness

all the infinite passion you hold

for this blindly groping humanity.

Yet I pray and sometimes doubt

whether you hear my words

or only hear a melody from a remote place.

Gentle breeze, be there for me and for all.

Your freedom be praised.

Sushama Karnik (c)

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Françoise Dhulesia

The spirit of life accompanies us in our trials, guides us, protects us, also provokes us but above all reassures us with its constant, disembodied presence. Similar to the spirit of faith whispering us where to find the path of truth, the gentle bree… 

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Sushama Karnik

Françoise Dhulesia Thanks Francoise. This poem had touched many when I first published on G+ in 2015. Yes; it's the spirit of life that keeps us going.