The innocence
of the wind
Why did you quarrel with the wind,
his game was clean
and innocent ?
The wind had fallen asleep
in the shade
off the cherry tree.
You worry in vain;
it's not the wind that shook
the petals off the rose bush
in our garden.
Maybe it was the sun
or the rain,
when they came to play
with the bare-foot clouds
in the puddles.
Rădulescu Florentina Loredana, clasa a VI-a
