The wind brushes my hair. I feel as though I am in my own world, wrapped in a constantly moving blanket of wind. I haven't felt wind like this for a while. I wonder how mother nature can manage to create a wind that is so strong and powerful that stops shortly after it starts. I know that the wonderful majesty of a wind like this one will live in my mind forever. For now I just relax and feel as though I am flying, the wind as my guide.
So many write about this seeming phenomenon, Haden. This is lovely, plus the picture-awesome.
ReplyDeleteI liked the poeticness of what you said. It was a really well written slice.
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