Breezy

As the wind blows through my window it seems to call my name One moment calm and still then later howls in pain. This mystery of the air envisioned in the trees displayed Creates chaos with it's strength the damage is portrayed. They warn me to be cautious but this connection hides the fright I love it blowing in my hair and I welcome it's delight. A master of deception wreaking havoc on the sea Breezy though is there to be seen by you and me.