Wind

Do you see that breeze? Its blowing like a waterfall. It's flowing through the air, whistling in your ears, washing past your face and across your skin. Did you stop to think if it would wait for you?

You just want to chase it and feel it, always. But it's flowing like water. Each time you want to catch it, it turns into a rapid. You had to cross it. You have to ride it. You have to become it.

Sadly, you can't see it. Your skins tells you it's there. Your nose smells the flow of it. Your hair tells you of the flow. But your eyes are blind to it.

Chase it all you want. You cannot catch it. So, be it.