The wind is a wonderful thing


Cold, crippling winds swept
me off my feet.
Confused I was at first but,
Then I went along with it.
Taking me places I have yet to
Explore the wind and I conjoined
Spirits.
I was the wind and the wind was me
The wind is peaceful
The wind is calming
The wind is I and I am the wind
Tomorrow is another day
I Wish you could stay
Come again in another way.

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