What the wind has to say...


I belong to the wilderness. The mist-enveloped forest, the verdant plains on its outskirts, the spring-fed brooks and streams serve as my playground. Its limits seem boundless under the azure heavens, where only a few drops of rain would seem to dampen my free spirit. Like that of the other countless creatures which call this place home, there is happiness and contentment.


I am a denizen of the earth. Day and night I wander around making sure that all those born from it continue to flourish so as to sustain the cycle of life. I am their lifeline and they too are mine.

Day is about to turn into night. Lilac clouds, a heat-haze aurora amidst silhouettes emerge from the landscape awash with green, a beautiful chilling sight at daylight’s end. I let out a calm and soothing wind. I could feel a sense of buoyancy, and I know that magic is working on me like a strong potion trapping me in its mystical looms. A feeble breeze tickled my face urging me to go on as if with time I had to race.

As I pass by along the earthen paths, a myriad of birds and insects acknowledge my presence as they play an airy ensemble of chirps, buzzes and screeches. My rippling breeze would caress the leaves of the ancient towering trees and the velvety petals of the countless orchidia wafting the surrounding air with their fragrant smell.

The sun has set and the pale moon is now making its way up from the depths of the horizon. The aromatic pine-mist darkness awashed by the silver moonlight engulfs me providing a safe haven and a soothing retreat.

I breezed through the air, sounding peaceful echoes to break the monotony of what has passed reflective to this time of day as the diurnal creatures prepare to rest. The soft wisps I blew offer an enticing and calming melody. It feels lonely but is hauntingly beautiful. The rise and fall of each musical gradation radiates a certain sadness obscured from within but soon be effaced into the still flutterings of nothingness.

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