Wind

The wind has wings
And it has moods
It can caress you 
And it can dismiss
Never think that the wind 
Is only a movement
Of white puffy clouds
Lazy crossing the sky
It has a restless soul
And it has willpower
It can fly high in the sky
And it can crawl canyons 
And bottoms of the terrains
Like a sinister rattle snake
Chasing a terrified pray
The wind knows the secrets
Of the endless universe
And can tell you the stories
Of brilliant countless victories
That happened in distant 
Lands thousands years ago
Or did not happen
But could have if 
The wind would have 
Blown the other way

Wind can change destinies
Of rocks and living things
It is untamable mysterious
Fearsome free, and wild  
You’d better make friends 
With the whimsical wind 
Before he dismisses you 
As insignificant thing
And will blow you away 
With its powerful wings 
The other way where things 
That could have happen
Will never come to exist
And will die before 
Being born as a form

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