Here comes the wind


Dance is the only way to touch the air

To understand the flow , of despair

And only then you’ll know

There’s always a way to grow

To dance with the air

Get lost in the wind

And let your soul yell through the storm

But when the sun comes up again

You remember, it never really disappeared,

Just traveled with the wind

To the other parts of life

To guide through the darkest parts of night

And when you understand the calmness of the air

You become, the wind itself

For the eternal dances that your soul will bring

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