the door opened on it's own <br />'who is it' asked the mom from the kitchen <br />'it is the wind mom' said the child to the mom <br />not waiting for a permission <br />the wind would come in <br />pushing the door open <br />who could stop it <br />'am not a guest' it would say <br />The wind is.... <br />GOD'S BREATH <br />mine too<br /><br />Samanyan Lakshminarayanan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-s-breath/
