Turn, Turn, Turn

It had been chilly for the past couple of mornings and today seemed cooler still. So, for the first time this season I put my coat and hat on – to go forth. I opened the door and felt the soft kiss of a breeze caress my face. The morning air was indeed brisk […]

Whisperer

The Wind whispers, sometimes softly, sometimes loudly. Sometimes She pushes me along. Sometimes She pushes me back. She caresses me with a gentle warm breeze. She throttles me with a blustery cold gust. To hear Her word, I must listen, for I know not from whence She came, or where She goes. […]

Whisperer

The Wind whispers, sometimes softly, sometimes loudly. Sometimes she pushes me along. Sometimes she pushes me back. She caresses me with a a gentle warm breeze. She throttles me with a blustery cold gust. To hear her word, I must listen, for I know not from whence she came, or where she […]

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