Speaking Wind


Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter
can bring one thing the same to all.
Listen to the winds like Pocahontas sings.
Hear the difference in the tones each season brings.
Feel the breeze without its temperature,
just the pressure as it presses against you
to remind you that you are not alone.

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