“There are no roses in my yard: what wind brought you? But I suddenly come from far away. I was sick for… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share Image
When it came night, the white waves paced to and fro in the moonlight, and the wind brought the sound of the… — Stephen Crane Copy Share Image
“My soul already existed - you just called out to me, and the wind brought me to you.” — R. M. Romero Copy Share Image
“Grace loved the wildness of the wind, the way it whispered through the barley fields and sent ripples rushing along the rivers… — Hazel Gaynor Copy Share Image
