A sudden rush,
through the trees it dances,
lifting leaves,
whispering secrets,
wild and untamed
It sweeps across the open fields,
a force of nature,
untethered by time,
howling over the mountains,
Tracing the edges of the earth,
it carries the scent of storms,
the promise of change,
shaping landscapes
and stirring the soul
A reminder of freedom,
a call to the restless heart.
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