In a breath of wind I would like to tell my story,like a child who collects dandelions in a meadowand to them he entrusts the secret of unspoken dreamsbut hoped for the noble soul of the innocent.In a breath of wind I would like to whisper my voicelike zephyr, gentle but intriguing,that tames hatred while love speaksand gives refreshment to the already tired traveler.In a … Continua a leggere In a Breath of Wind