9. Zephyr

Blowing and bearing fragrance from the sea,
In the distance, the wind rings the bells
To my ears, so many stories Zephyr tells
And so many forgotten’s will be.

Branches of trees bend under the wind
Zephyr breathes and softly sights
Making dance leafs in the airy lights
As, on the horizon, the Sun declined.

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