Zephyr

My favorite thing to think,

My favorite thing to relax,

Which has now also become my inspiration,

Is this Zephyr actually meaning 'wind'.

The one who can move the clouds;

The one who can even blow them off,

Is this strong, great Zephyr.

He can make someone happy ;

Or can even make a place shabby and messy,

Is this Zephyr whom I prefer.

He can create a path of ships;

Or can even make a ship drown.

And I think, he is now my best friend,

Is this formidable Zephyr.

He is like a villain but a hero also;

Wherever we go, find him there too.

We cannot live without him;

Nor can he without us,

But then I think what was he doing in the absence of all of us!

Wind, Breeze, Hail, or Gale anything you call;

But I think I would just call him baffling & perplexing in all.