the wind pulls at me
tells me of freedom
shows me the mountains
carries me beneath the trees
whispering spells
of happiness and contentment
the wind brings me a storm
to show that it is not weak
being a child of the wind
it tells me i am not weak
always pushing always changing
water is my ally
for only it can understand the flow
but still always a stranger
dead leaves
dancing gracefully within me
giving shape to which i hide
I absolutely adore this
I absolutely adore this piece.
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