August 16, 2009
What do you think the wind carries within itself? Does it hold secrets? If you wisper something to it, will it become a messenger and wisper it back into the ear of an intent listener? Next time i am caught in its blustering embrace, i shall try to pay attention to what it is trying to tell me. Perhaps one day I will bare my soul to the wind; perhaps that will be the day i learn to fly on its wings. Who needs a body to fly? Certainly not the wind. Certainly not my soul.

What do you think the wind carries within itself? Does it hold secrets? If you wisper something to it, will it become a messenger and wisper it back into the ear of an intent listener? Next time i am caught in its blustering embrace, i shall try to pay attention to what it is trying to tell me. Perhaps one day I will bare my soul to the wind; perhaps that will be the day i learn to fly on its wings. Who needs a body to fly? Certainly not the wind. Certainly not my soul.

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