Sweet Wind

You are not alone,
although the resentments of the hangover of your unbearable mistakes,
although it would be easier to drop everything.
when all your plans
"fly away without you."

Clouds fade away,
swept away by a new wind,
that wears out and destroys,
that overwhelms and confuses ...
and that leaves you helpless... on the ground.

Glimpses of sky reveal a lazy sun,
which freely reassures the soul.
My Sun,
my dream ...
… the gift of the wind.

It blows unexpectedly,
gives gratuitously,
runs away suddenly…

... my sweet Wind.

for you G.N.U.