The winds of my Life

The winds were always cooler in summer,
The winds were always warmer in winter.
Always, heard of the scorching sun!
Only, saw the frozen water!
Yet never actually knew the seasons in life.
My tiny wings never knew how to fly,
Nor did I attempt any complete flight.
The winds just guided me in the air
With a trust that my tiny wings will flap someday.
When my dive was too steep,
I saw the I fault I made.
The winds lifted me up to the skies
It was a silent lesson that taught everything
When my flight sway me into desires,
The gushing winds only whispered to be cautious
Yet never left my side.
At times, when the flight was alone,
I still felt the presence of them,
Touching and encouraging my feathers.
I always flew under their warmth
I was always flown over their support
Their strength was too strong!
When they were confident in my flight,
They told me to fly along, on my way.
They kept guiding me as always with the faith,
These tiny wings now know how to swift away from a mistake.
Ever since I can remember,
I know only of these winds,
Sometimes gushing, or as breeze or at times still air!
For a reason I realize today,
They made an able pilot out of this amateur.
I may have flown quite some distance,
For quite some time in different ways of life
But, the winds always taught me
That if I believed, life is always as beautiful as Spring.
These winds will stay with me till the breath in me.
They may now be distant in the span of time and space.
Yet, they will never recede from my side,
Nor will they ever from my thoughts
With time have flown my once mini wings
As with time, have grown my tiny wings
The spring indeed brought in a changing breeze.
The flight has now taken a different route
That was pleasant at times and unpredictable too
The more confusing it seemed...it only gained a confident turn
Sometimes a smile, sometimes a witty laugh
Yet, I could let my wings float in the impish breeze
With utmost ease.