The Carrier

The Eastern Wind came and touched me
Caressed my nostril and breathing...
I asked -where from You are coming?
A long distance!
-It answered
I saw it has touched every pebbles of all the rivers
And every responding ripples..
It has the scent of the mountain herbs
And I hear the heart beats of thousands of civilization in it!
Wondering at it's magnanimity I bow to the wind-
No doubt people that have faith in Hinduism calls You as BayuDev and worships You!
You must have seen the One with butterfly-eyes?
Eastern Wind smiled consenting and said now listen...
And I heard Your smile rang echoing...
Right through my existence!
I knew I have entered the vast mysterious store house of VayuDev!
Chambers of our sound recordings-that have seen ages...
Footfalls that last centuries
And something unexplainable that surpass several creations
And
Scent of the One who stays billion light years away from me...
The Eastern Wind has it all.
It came-dropped a speck of Your existence in the gap of my folded hands
...long long back it has done something similar with Saint Anjana!
I knew it is a blessing!
~The Carrier