The silk-dress of rustling leaves, <br />The moon, the sun and sound of the wind, <br />Maybe there is something unsaid, <br />Or perhaps you didn’t want to say anything, <br />And maybe the wind told me... <br />What has remained unsaid...<br /><br />Tsira Gogeshvili<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/maybe-the-wind-told-me/
