Lets show the wind some love.
This is just a random little poem of mine, it would be kinda cool if anyone added ANYTHING to it, doesn't matter, maybe some pics of the wind in motion. Who knows, if you like it, strike it. :)


The Wind is my friend; holding my hand. A musician that can make even the leaves dance and play. When the world seems as though it's life is long gone; the wind reminds us that we're all still breathing as she rearranges the clouds in her own special way. The wind has talents that are beautifully dangerous and devastatingly gorgeous. The wind tosses a girl's hair bringing her smile to life, while tossing a boy's house bringing his life to an end. The wind never sleeps because she's pure soul on earth. Enternally bound to the steady flow of our existence, she never leaves as a witness to every life experience. She's a friend with a hug that can sway the oceans; and a kiss that can cool you from the feverish sun. She accompanies your mind trough the good and the worse; interacting with us all from the last to the first. She lives on this earth from one end to end. She remains here forever, as the wind is my friend.