1995-0000 Poem ‘Wind’ by Kelly Dougherty, ISPS Dharamshala, Class IX, presented to Shri Mataji from 1995-0000 Sudarshan (likely November or December), Page 3

In the valleys of green and brown,
lives the wind; She tells me Her plea
with humankind, as She whistles the song of the Divine.

She plays a tune on every breath she voices,
as She whispers in my ear the valley's choices.

She comes to my room, to my thoughts,
to my dreams, and shatters me with love, and beams;
She's mine, intangible to everyone else;
and I, I am that small instrument of someone else.