I love the way the grass softly sways in The Wind,
embracing it,
touching it,
kissing it,
hugging it, with each blow,
gently at first picking up the speed as the motion intensifies,
all the senses come to life,
The Wind changes direction form time to time,
just to say Hello and sometimes goodbye, in so many different ways, it sways,
speaking different language every time,
everything around him understands ~ each whisper,
each melody,
each step,
The Wind,
a conductor, his orchestra follows every move,
up and down, to the side and around it goes, in this magic it forms, everything flows
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