memories… Kikôbun

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I have been travelling for the past fifteen days. One day as I stood at the window of my hotel room, a very fine wind was blowing. Even though I was miles away from home, the wind seemed to have the same feel as it was there at my place.

 wind carries memories

of my childhood, of home and hearth

 the fragrance all pervading