Vayu, the Wind

Every time I finished my hot, hot bath.

My wet body feels so cool, cool cool!

Who makes that happen?

Vayu the Wind!

The milk in my cup- too hot, too hot!

But soon it is ready for me to gulp.

Who makes that happen?

Vayu the Wind!

The window curtains flutter

And gently brush my face!

Who makes that happen?

Vayu the Wind!

A bolt of lightning far away

Black clouds moving my way

Who makes that happen?

Vayu the Wind!

Branches sway and leaves tremble

Flowers gently fall.

Who did it all?

Vayu the Wind!

Far from the house, we are playing

Yet, I can smell the sweets

Mother is preparing.

Who makes that happen?

Vayu the Wind!

A glass tumbler on the window sill

Crashes on the ground.

Thank God, I was not around.

Who played this mischief?

Of course it was Vayu the Wind!

A whistle blows. A train rolls in.

I cannot see, but hear its din.

Who makes that happen?

Vayu the Wind!

Cannot be seen

Cannot be heard

Does all the work

Without a word

Who can it be?

Of course! The Wind!