I want to be the wind,
the one that remains turbulent, chaotic, and free.
I want to be the wind that has everything figured out –
it may sound naïve now,
but I know it exists without a shadow of any doubt.
I want to be the wind that remains happy, and can do nothing else but just ‘be’.
I want to be a wind that doesn’t need any other weather pattern,
one that has the choice whether it is tame or unruly that day.
I want to be a wind, that fills my lungs with a fresh sense of escapism, and longing for what is to come.
I want to be a wind, that matches the passing of time, one focused on the present, neither on the past nor of the future rhyme.
I want to be that wind.
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