“It's the questions we can't answer that teach us the most. They teach
us how to think. If you give a man an answer, all he gains is a little
fact. But give him a question and he'll look for his own answers.” - Patrick Rothfuss,
The Wise Man's Fear
I could feel the strength of the wind.
Fresh, dark, mystical wind.
Strange feeling, exhilarating yet,
peaceful, almost entrancing,
the wind in my hair.
peaceful, almost entrancing,
the wind in my hair.
Smells, fresh, moist, sounds of a tree,
a falling comrade in the green forest,
all carried by the wind.
a falling comrade in the green forest,
all carried by the wind.
How is it that I fit in this mystery?
How is it I am taken by this wind?
Like a seed carried away from my past, by ever present but constantly changing wind,
How is it I am taken by this wind?
Like a seed carried away from my past, by ever present but constantly changing wind,
Dropping me pleasantly down
to finish my here and now.
The wind, I take flight.
Also published in Broowaha
10022011

Such an interesting and fresh perspective - to be carried with the wind, opposed to being hunkered down against it. So liberating.
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