What is wind?
Wind is the quiet traveler,
Drifting from high to low,
Where warmth and coolness softly meet.
It carries the sun’s uneven touch
A stirring breath, a fleeting whisper.
Each gust is a thousand murmurs,
A dance of unseen forces,
A step in nature’s measured song.
In its passing, the world is rewritten,
Etched in delicate patterns of motions
A quiet trace of the hidden order that guides us all.