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The wind is so powerful.
It blows through the giant cedars and firs
as though they were blades of grass.
When I feel it blow against my body and face, I feel part of the whole... something bigger, something meant to be.
It is in my time of great wanting, needing to be loved, touched and held by others, that I most adore the wind.
With the wind, I am never alone.
It answers my call and surrounds me, touching my face and hair.
The chimes blow creating the music for the dance. I want to dance with the wind. Woooshhhhhhh she tells me, woooshhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
I want to sway, spin, and fly.
I want to leap high into the air and let the wind pick me up
and sail across the sky.
And as I dream of this, the wind and I, we dance...