There are no roses in my yard: what wind brought you? But I suddenly come from far away. I was sick for a moment. No wind whatsoever brought you now. Now you’re here. What you were isn’t you, or else the whole rose would be here.

Alberto Caeiro
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"There are no roses in my yard" means that the person who wrote it has no interest in the subject of roses. They are indifferent to them altogether. They are not passionate about them, or they would have planted some in their garden. The "wind brought you" means that someone brought you here, or that you are here by coincidence. But the "no wind whatsoever" means that there was no wind at all, which makes it very unlikely that you were carried on wings of wind.

Source: The Collected Poems Of Alberto Caeiro

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