kids right there,

not chasing colored flies..

kites in air

not kissing skies

the standstill flowers,

wait of chimes for hours

beauty's calm curl

the lethargic whirl...

sheep moves slowly

shepherd too,

and the melodious reapers

in meager,

all in chorus, all in chorus;

where has all the winds gone? ?

ijlal haider

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-has-all-the-winds-gone/