the door opened on it's own
'who is it' asked the mom from the kitchen
'it is the wind mom' said the child to the mom
not waiting for a permission
the wind would come in
pushing the door open
who could stop it
'am not a guest' it would say
The wind is....
GOD'S BREATH
mine too
Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-s-breath/
