when the wind was young...free to kiss...
the earth and sky...
dancing in the rhythm of the rain...
chasing waves...
to the deepest sea...
teasing blooms and butterflies...
how young and carefree...
the wind was.
calmer days came...
when its time to breathe softly...
to blow evenly...
to caress lovingly...
to nurture nature...in her soft embrace.
and lo!
storm crashed at mid day,
peace and quiet gone!
wind and storm clashed!
beating and fighting,
with all their mights!
but how can that be...
when they are one!
in body...
and in soul.
wind is storm...
and storm is wind!
only time can tell...
for them to be...
one in spirit.
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