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![]() It blows your hair and covers your body, a cool blanket. In the warm, winswept fields you feel whole. We understand. 4/16/2008 #1 |
![]() A swift beat in a clear day, a steady flow in a slight wind. The wind is this. 5/21/2008 #2 |
![]() It swirls around you, and runs on tree tops. 5/26/2008 #3 |
![]() It guides you and warns you. It teachers you and gives you strength. 5/27/2008 #4 |
![]() It protects you and defends you. 5/29/2008 #5 |
![]() It whispers and is playful. 5/31/2008 #6 |
![]() It is a sharp tongue on the skin in winter; yet in the summer, its touch is as gentle as a mother to her child. 5/31/2008 #7 |
![]() It runs and jumps. 5/31/2008 #8 |
![]() It sings and screams. 6/01/2008 #9 |
![]() It flies and twirls. 6/01/2008 #10 |
![]() It can bring down rthe trees and assist young flyers. 6/01/2008 #11 |
![]() It can calm you and sooth you 6/01/2008 #12 |
![]() It can rush inside your entire being and make you feel as light as air 6/08/2008 #13 |
![]() Giving our souls the freedom to fly 6/09/2008 #14 |
![]() The wind is the soothing voice in your ear; your conscience. 7/30/2008 #15 |
![]() The wind is the rushing voice in your heart; your freedom. 8/09/2008 #16 |
![]() It pushes you around, till you lose your footing. Yet it really mean you no harm 10/26/2009 #17 |
![]() it can freeze it can burn it can guide it can push it can help it can destroy it can be the beginning or it can be the end, as it dances in and around always making its presance known 12/11/2009 #18 |
![]() The wind is a song that whispers and breaths life into everyone it brushes by. It caresses us and blows away worries for a time. The wind will hold you and push you to soar and be free if that is your wish 3/14/2010 #19 |
![]() The wind is our friend. It speaks with us and plays with us. It will show you beauties and it will tell you secrets. Like any friend it is not perfect, it will get angry, it may be harsh, but it can forgive, and you must forgive it. It is a child with too much power. 8/20/2010 #20 |
![]() The wind is that which every being truly longs for: freedom. It is the epitome of unrestrained joy. The wind is the wish of my soul. 9/20/2011 #21 |
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