For it is the breeze,
the flow of warm air
through the soul
that allows one to breathe.
The rustlings of the leaves
stir raw emotion creating chaos.
But through chaos
something new,
something beautiful is created.
And that is what one is to
live for through the wind of struggle and strife.
For the wind is a warning sign
for rain.
Be prepared for that rain and
bask in the refreshing water
and allow your soul to become renewed.
Monday, October 29, 2007
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