It blows my mind knowing how the wind blows.

So silent, yet so touching

Either it gives you peace

Or it takes away your beauty.

What is it running for i wonder?

I imagine it with his other wind friends,

Racing to the gate and yelling to each other when one cheats.

"you cheated!"

or maybe the only times they have fun, are the times of the cold days.

"Hey, it's January! lets go play."

We should learn from our friend the wind.

it knowns its purpose and its destination.

running no matter what gets in its way,

always happy, always getting through the risks.

We rarely think of its softness.

We only remember its supposed crulenes.

"the wind messed up my hair!"

Water and Fire are jealous of wind.'

Wind is just living his life on Earth.

hoping someone notices its example.

"am I really invisible?"

poor wind.

He's everywhere trying to make everyone feel fresh.

Confronting the sun.

"leave them alone!"

but the sun knows us humans.

"they barely even remember you wind."