## A New Air, A New You #Poetry हवा गुज़र जाती है बिना कोई निशान छोड़े उसका कोई घर-ठिकाना नहीं होता बाँसुरी में रुक कर सोचती नहीं आना जाना न हो, तो गाना नहीं होता ![[Pub-new-air-new-you.webp|400]] ###### Expl.ai.ner note > Air passes by, leaving no trace behind. > It has no home, no place to stay. > Even inside the flute, it never pauses to think— > Its melody exists only because it moves. > > The air keeps flowing, even in stillness, > Finding new paths, humming its quiet song. > To create, to sing, it must never stop. > Perhaps it’s time to wish for a new air— > A new song, a new you. This poem reflects on the transient yet vital nature of air, drawing a parallel to life’s movement and the essence of creation. Air, like the flow of time and change, leaves no trace behind and finds no permanent home. Even when it enters the flute, it doesn’t stop—it moves, creating music only through its constant flow. The poem suggests that stillness leads to silence, while motion brings melody. It then invites introspection: just as air hums a song through its journey, we too must embrace change to find new paths, new expressions, and new versions of ourselves. The metaphor of air becomes a quiet yet powerful call to keep moving, exploring, and creating, for that is where life’s true rhythm lies. 2014-12-31 %% Air flows without leaving any visible traces There is no home for the Air It moves Even when everything seems still Even inside that flute, It never stops Air explores new paths of life To hum a song, a wished for song Let’s wish for a New Air, a New You %%