Wind

One cannot see it, but it is there.
One cannot smell it, but it is there.
One cannot hear it, but it is there.

One can see the results of it in the movements of the leaves on the tree.
One can smell the odors brought by it from far away.
One can hear the cracking in the house’s roof when it rocks.

There comes wind from the movement of our lungs. Breathing.
The fragile butterfly starts storms through a flapping of his wings. Fluttering.
The strong eagle pushes down its wings and moves the air. Flying.

The leaves in the tree rustle gentle in the light breeze.
The sea gull glides majestically on the thermal currents along the cliffs.
The flying fish attempts fin flapping to find a wind which carries it as far as possible.

Let the wind catch you and take you away, fly, be free, fly away. Feel the power of nature.

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