The wind sings like it's giving a plead while
blowing out the leaves from the trees.
A powerful breeze blowing throughout the air
feels like it's pulling off the ground like it's gravity.
I didn't want to leave my spot in the middle of
the meadow, the wind whispered to me.
It blew in the direction of a path of cobblestone
that leaves led to a cottage and pond.
The wind delicately whispered to me asking me
to look in the water and say what I see.
I replied. I said I see an angelic women with wings
and long luxurious hair that shined beautifully.
My next reaction was to run in the wind and I felt as if
I was the wind.
I looked down and there was the women waving up at me
and I was now the whispering breeze.
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A breeze
FantasyA wind of summer that calls you down a path for you see what you see in the pond.